Ignoring her fast cooling cup of coffee, a pouty lipped Jodi scowled skeptically as she eyed her cell's send button. Her scowl didn't stick, morphing instead in to a self-satisfied smirk as first she cleared, and then reentered, this time in all capitals. Then, with a growling "Grrr" hissing through her lips, she punched in a trio of explanation marks. Satis...
Author's note: First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story. This is a continuation of a long story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order. Lastly, if you haven't read the Author's note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so. T...
in An alley off of a street that seems to appear and disappear in the oldest most decrepit part of the city, there is a little shop front. An old overhead sign hanging from the storefront that says in fancy script The Library. You enter into the place through the old wooden entrance. You see pile after pile of books and bookcases with no real organization an...
Once again my husband went on one of his extended business trips and left me at home alone to fend for myself. I was feeling a little lonely until I began to reminisce about the time I accidentally flashed the mailman. It made me feel really good knowing someone appreciated seeing me naked. I wanted to experience that wonderful feeling of exhibitionism again...
Everyone is over 18 in this. So here I am, a man who is 16 years older than I am has his hands in my hair, pushing my head down on his cock and pulling it back up again while two teenagers go at it like rabbits in the hotel room next to ours. I'm so horny I can barely control my hands, my arms, or anything. With my one shaky hand I'm holding the base of his...
(This story is both a companion piece and a sequel to "My War" by LeapYearGuy and is written with his permission. My thanks to him for very graciously allowing me to use his characters from his moving and poignant story. Although the original story is somewhat covered by PFC Kent, the original should definitely be read to get an understanding of the characte...
I suppose I should start at the beginning. Of course, I didn't know it what was beginning at all. You see, I am not the sort of person you expect to be making these sorts of movies. Not at all. But then again, it wasn't my choice that I ended up here. I guess you could say it was my nature that lead me here, and that my own education is now under way. This i...
1950s: Munching the Cheerleaders Summary: Teen submissive becomes a pet for the popular girls. Note 1: Thanks to Rebecca, the famous artist whose artwork inspired and was used for this series. Especially her series 'Housewives at Play', 'Teens at Play' and 'Hot Moms'. Thank you for access to your entire book catalogue as well as your website for this massi...
**Disclaimer** All characters are at least 18 years of age. Now, on with the story... ** After flashing their tits to several guys on the drive to the mall, including a bus full of guys on their way to a sports match, the girls arrive at the mall. After parking the car, Justine and Zoey hop out of the convertible. On their way into the mall, they get plen...
Day 6: Thursday My alarm got me up right on time. I smiled at the clock, feeling refreshed from sleep. I groaned lightly at my ass. It did still ache quite a bit, but the burn was gone. I looked at it in the mirror and while still discolored, it seemed to be healing already. I set about my morning chores. I sat facing the computer with my legs spread wide,...