The following is a more or less true account of my first sexual experiences. There are a couple of vignettes from my early childhood up front for background so you can better understand where I am coming from and how it all played out. This is based on my life, so I will do my best to present it from memory without too much embellishment. I kept a diary thro...
Author's note: This story begins shortly after the end of my first story, A New Experience. Although this story does standalone by itself, for some context you may want to read that story first if you have not already done so. * My name is Susan. Presently I am sitting next to my wonderful husband Jeff that I love with all my heart. He is currently drivin...
Jill Barnes paced nervously on the front porch of her large secluded suburban home near Dallas. In one hand, she sipped a margarita, while she smoked a cigarette with the other. Music from the party blasted through the house and into the back yard, and, from the TV room downstairs came loud sounds from a group watching a college football game, the final ga...
After the third pull from Henry's self-manufactured pipe, she passed it to Jelly in the seat beside her and realized it was beginning to hit her...hard. Suddenly, the lyrics to "Strawberry Fields" coming though the rear speakers of the ancient bus whining its way through the foothills began to take on a whole new meaning. She'd heard them probably hundreds...
EPILOGUE: Every Day is Christmas ******** SHANE ******** Luckily, my boss's insurance covered the tree that fell through the cabin wall. A part of me was worried that he'd somehow blame me for the damage, but the opposite turned out to be true: "Can you imagine how much worse the damage would have been if no one was home?!" he asked. "There would h...
Ken wasted little time in speeding up the action and ordered Dolly over this Saturday. I called Dolly. She was nervous and reluctant and asked why. I told her I assume that Ken wants some of her pussy. She still searched for excuses until I reminded her of her promises and the posting of her videos if she didn't. She resignedly said she would be there dresse...
This chapter can be read as a standalone story but it will make more sense and give you the background of the characters and the story line if you read the first two chapters. As always constructive comments and emails are welcome and appreciated. ****************** I think I'll take a couple of days rest in Albuquerque, Dillon thought as he rode into th...
Day Forty-One: Exercise I seemed to exist more in Prana's skin than my own. Every facet of the day I experienced as she might: the last slopping-out before her punishment; the last shave; the last breakfast. I remembered how as a child I had counted down the days, then the hours, then the minutes, before a dreaded visit to the dentist. A visit to the dentis...
Day Eleven: Showers The next morning passed without incident, though at slopping-out we heard some sort of fracas, out of sight round a corner of the corridor. Our shaves passed Raymond's inspection, and breakfast and lunch came and went without further announcements or hostility. As Showers approached I grew nervous and excited, all the suppressed sexual t...
"Now you've got yourself into a bind." I snorted softly. It was a very unladylike sound, but at the moment, the only thing I could think about was what would happen next. Had he really read between the lines of all of our Emails? The online chats? The late night phone calls? Maybe I should have been more subtle. That's what all the magazines said, right? Gu...