I don't know how others managed before cell phones and the internet. To indulge in masturbation, but I found those to be keys to the kingdom. It was the summer of my eighteenth year when I discovered it and shared it with my best friend, the bare embrace of this newly found world. It started when I turned eighteen and my parents got me my first laptop wit...
Bent over the supine form, the moon cast his silhouette in silver and ice. He leaned back from the woman who had mysteriously appeared in front of his destrier, taking in her features by Diana’s light. She was unconscious, her dark lashes resting against high cheekbones. Her face was pale- too pale for women of this region; she must be a Northern woman. He r...
The final episode, in which vengeance is seen to come back at you in unexpected ways, and somebody goes a bit too far... "Which brings me here," I said, putting out my cigarette and smiling at Erin. She had been sitting in the chair for two hours now, listening to how I had got my revenge on Linda, Ursula and Lucy, and I think it was beginning to dawn on h...
Tiffany arrived at the office early. The parking spots on the second floor parking were mostly empty, so she took a spot closer to the elevator so that night she could slip out without being detected. She couldn't use first floor because that was saved for upper management, and to prevent herself from already getting in as much trouble as possible she decide...
"Why do they always have to turn everything into a contest?" Gretchen asked me. "I love them, but they really can be a pain in the ass sometimes." "Honey, they're our best friends," I replied. "Besides, we've had some pretty incredible experiences with these contests, haven't we?" "I guess, Chris. Brenda and Ryan always get so carried away, and then gloat...
This is the eleventh episode of my unreliable memoirs. Each episode can be read individually but it helps to have read the previous episodes starting from the beginning. I hope you enjoy the stories. M4bloke ****************** We left for France on the Friday. What had started out as an opportunity to ride down to Provence and spend a week with Carole a...
So here I am waiting for my Uncle to come home for his tea, wearing Donna's knickers! Vicky's wardrobe is quite sparse, due to having just one locked suitcase hidden under my bed. I'm lucky that my stepmother is roughly the same size as me, and a total slut! Probably the only thing I like about Jenny is her clothes, she dresses like a girl half her age, and...
They don't even talk first. Flint just walks up behind her and grabs Sophie around the waist, pulling her back against his body. She jumps a little in surprise, but doesn't fight him and doesn't pull away. She actually leans back against him, letting her weight rest on his substantially larger frame. Sophie's only a little taller than I am, and has an... um...
I was 25, almost 26, a college graduate with a good job, living in Santa Monica. I realize now, a fairly short time later, that I was a social retard, like a teen-ager. Maybe I was just a late maturer, perhaps a slow learner. The interesting thing was, I palled around with a bunch of others just like me. We tended to do things as a group rather than pair up....
As she had done on previous nights recently, Camilla used Nigrovum to help her stay awake after having had very little sleep; wearing tiger-skin tights (without underwear), black high heels, and her usual harlot-bright makeup, she waited in front of Agape's house for Mr. Holland to pick her up in his car. It was about 4:45 AM when his car stopped at the cur...