I want to thank all the readers that having been following this series since Chapter 1 in September, 2014! And, a very special THANK YOU to Privates1stClass for not only editing this series, but serving as my mentor in my first attempt at writing. After all, I'm an RN and not an author. And as an RN that has been on the front line of COVID-19, be safe everyo...
Chapter Twelve: Chantel's day off. Ohhh, and ahhh as I awake and stretch in my bed. Mmm a blissful sleep where I see the clock and that it's actually 10:00am. At first I freak out a little bit as it normally would be very late for me. But I soon realize Master has allowed me a blissful and free Sunday off. I then get out of bed, my butthole is sore from the...
Nine - Analysis Complete I walked in the front door and stopped cold at the sight facing me. Twin globes presented at the ready with my Alicia's face leering at me from underneath them. Two weeks had passed since I last laid Suzy and Rhonda and I had abstained from any sex since then. Alicia said nothing but her looks told me that she was concerned about...
Chapter 24 "Okay Marcy, now get back up and Minthe back to the vanity table. Jutht like it'th important to know how to apply makeup, it'th important to know how to remove it ath well. After all we don't want you developing a bad thkin cauthe of all the makeup you're uthing." Stephanie ordered not even giving Marcy a few minutes to deal with what had just ha...
This is a work of fiction, based on no true experiences or actual people. ** The Happy Ending 2 - New Techniques ** Two months had passed, neither of us wanting to arouse suspicion. As before I made the appointment weeks in advance and called the day before to confirm things. In that call she mentioned she had a 'new technique' to try; but no more details...
Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. *** I unrolled my sleeping bag in the hot tent and quickly got out of the cramped and humid space, breathing great droughts of fresh air. It had been a long day hiking into this remote campsite, and my feet, back, and shoulders were sore and tight. "Ugh," I gro...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are eighteen years or older. Don't expect realism and you won't be disappointed when you don't find it! Enjoy! ***** Even though he didn't attribute any strictly transcendental meaning to it, Sunday still felt somehow sacred to Nick. It was the day when he allowed his lazy side free rein, the mornin...
I'm not sure why Emily asked me to write this story down. It's just a funny, gross thing that happened to us a couple weeks back. My name's Roweena. I'm a college student in my mid-20s, a little older than most of my classmates. I can't afford the student housing, so I live at home and commute to campus every day. My best friend Emily lives at home, too. S...
The curtains were drawn in Ben's living room, ensuring any passers by in the village wouldn't be able to see the 9 naked men drinking, chatting and watching the old television set while they tugged on their pricks. It wasn't very often that his parents went away and left him alone in the house, and Ben, who was 23 and not too happy about living at home anyw...
My name is Brian and I work part time at a pizzeria. I'm 18 years old and just moved out of my parents house three months ago. I've been renting a room from my cousin Phil, who works 60 hours a week as an electrician. Phil is twenty-nine and is married to a twenty-three year old Mexican girl. My room is small but comfortable. I have a nice futon, desk with a...