Taken to her boyfriend's home Two months went by very quickly and an eighteen-year-old Bablee, was enjoying the high life in Los Angeles. She'd decided to call herself Daliya, then found most of her new friends couldn't pronounce it, so shortened it to Daly. Although too young, she dressed well in an older style, which gave her access to certain night clubs...
A long time ago, I realized that I had a thing for women's clothing. I used to sneak into my sister, Jessica's room and get all dolled up in her clothes. She was a year older than me, but we were practically the same size. I got an incredible hard-on looking at myself in her full length mirror. I quickly undressed, put everything back the way I found it, the...
Colin Goss was an unremarkable young man. Average in stature, average looks and distinctly average in his academic abilities. Having felt the weight of expectation from his two very beautiful and intelligent sisters and a mother who demanded nothing but the best, he felt doomed by his very biological make up. Colin didn't date girls, he didn't have friends...
"Last day of school Punkie." Lonnie Turner stepped out of his shower as his lovely daughter Paige brushed her teeth in front of the bathroom mirror. Bouncing in step before spitting out her toothpaste Lonnie dared to imagine her foamy lips as his cum. Not uncommon these days considering the father and daughter incest. Still, now that he was dating Deborah Jo...
Chapter 02: About Missy My Name Is Fred, the first story in this series is not a true story, but it is not entirely false either. On the old Dragnet TV series they always said, "The names were changed to protect the innocent." In "Fred" no names are real. The places are not really real either. The actual Fred "show me the penis" moment talked about in "My N...
ONE Blake was trembling as the new dorm assignments were being made. Every student in the academy had lived in single bedroom dorms, and now, for the final third of the school year, they were all going to get roommates. Half the guys from the boys' dorm would be moving into the girl's rooms, and vice versa. Whilst this meant half the available rooms were no...
Sarah's Picture Book. Sarah Maitland sat propped in bed under her mosquito net, a lamp shedding light on the outsize portfolio on her knee. Outside, night enclosed the Gangetic plain. India slept in moist heat. It was midnight. The book was precious and she had an opportunity to bid for it through Sotheby's, although opposition was being posted by the Metr...
The sun had risen over London, birds were excitedly chirping as many people started their daily commute. It was Wednesday the sixth of September, the summer holidays were over. As the bright rays of sunlight kissed the glistening windows of London Girls' College for the first time that day, Paul Edwards was already wide awake. He had been, quite rudely, awo...
This is the second part of my first entry, "Jenny Plays With the Big Girls." I want to thank everyone for their kind words of support and desire for this story's continuation - it has been heartwarming, to say the least. I can only hope that kind of welcome will only continue. * "Jimmy," I explained. "It's only for tomorrow, because the game is so soon upo...
Mrs. Mayweather, accused of louche behavior and great sin, attended her church inquest dressed as a lady. She did not put up her hair but kept the rest in order. Heels, dark hose, knee-length skirt, blouse, jacket, broach shutting the collar. No skin. The headmaster, the intractable Mother Manuel, sat behind her desk. She folded her hands and put on her de...