The Trial: "Mr. Smith....Mr. Smith. Did you hear the question that Mr. Daniels asked you?" the judge thundered. I awoke as from a dream. I didn't know where I was or what I was doing. I turned to my right to see an older man in a black robe staring down at me. It all came back to me in a rush of memories. Images flashed before my eyes that sent feelings of...
Part One: The Interview I always thought it couldn't happen to me ... but it did. I am, well was, a compassionate third grade teacher and recognized in town as a loving individual believing that children come first. The problem was that teachers without tenure were "downsized" (read "fired") first when the school district experiences budgetary concerns. My...
The subtle breeze of the early summer morning brought the scent of freshly mown grass through the screened windows of the O'Connor home. The sound of birds chirping in the early morning light mingled softly with the sounds of the neighborhood awakening from its contented slumber. The front door of the small white house opened and a man stepped through the...
Esme trotted down the stairs, skinny legs revealed by a cotton skirt, a long-sleeved t-shirt that clung to her, made clear she hadn't bothered to put a bra on after— After. Ben drew a rough breath in as he watched her. She was visibly tipsy, holding onto the railing for support, but she also had that look about her, and he knew that she'd recently had sex....
Author's notes: The following is a spin-off to the story "F.A.M.S. Addiction and Recovery" and has ties to "Birth Simulation Kit 01: Instructions" and "The Implant Pt. 02" This piece is for reading amusement only. The business, website, products, and requests are all fiction. ***** FAMS (Female Addiction to Masturbation in Secret) is an incredibly seriou...
November 13, 1987 Single, middle-aged and bespectacled Angelina Lione may look the part of the prim, proper and sexually repressed, buttoned-up librarian, but she's most definitely NOT your father's librarian -- at least not in private. Blessed with a ravenous and unquenchable sexual appetite, Angelina navigates the Dewey Decimal System as deftly as she neg...
Chapter 7 Phallus in Wonderland The only explanation for this was that the robot knew how to send images to my optic nerves, substituting her own images for what my eyes actually processed. She also was able to directly stimulate the Nucleus Accumbens, which is the pleasure center of the brain! The fact that every square inch of my skin was now stimulated...
When I've been traveling lately (over the past couple of years), I've gotten into the habit of trying to knock down barriers I have within myself mentally. This sounds stupid, but, there is a power, right when my orgasm hits, that makes me want to do anything. But as soon as the orgasm subsides, there is guilt, or a feeling of "I shouldn't enjoy that." And I...
Blindfolded I sit nervously on the bed waiting for you to enter the room. I hear the door easing open as you step inside. Surrounded by new smells and sounds as I struggle to guess what you have planned for me. Setting a tray down beside the bed you then take the ties, caressing my body with them before securing me to the bedpost. Trailing kisses lightly d...
After my third cum that night, I couldn't get hard and Christina sent me home feeling hurt and humiliated. The next day Christina called and asked me to go with her to a club that night. She is an excellent dancer and loves the activity. I can't dance but accepted her invitation in order to be with her again. At her house, I was simply amazed at the atti...