**Chapter 1. Growing up Oh my where to begin, I imagine it is best to start at the beginning (or as close to it as I can remember). I grew up in a relatively medium sized east coast city living what some may call a normal life with two sisters and both my parents. Growing up I was always into sports and when I entered middle school I had begun to focus on b...
Moving to a new place is always rough, but it can be rewarding as well. The Nuwisha Design College in Seaside City is a smallish school, but is known for its art and design classes. A lot of literature and word-of-mouth shows that graduates from this school often get very lucrative and popular jobs. Lucky for you, you were able to get in with some of your gr...
Dear Shoeblossom: Kenyon and I walk along the beach as we vacation in California. It is not really a nude beach, just a clothing optional beach, and Keni has optioned that I walk naked, except for my chastity piercing, and she is wearing a pale blue bikini, to which her curves are magnificently displayed. I am in a bit of pain. I put regular milk in her co...
You had just started dating Chloe a few weeks ago and things had been going well. You, a tall 6'5" guy and her, a 5'11" chick with a fit body and curves to go crazy over. She often wore compression shorts that showed off her ass and legs. She almost had some sort of control over you with her sexiness. You started dating after talking casually with...
Duncan Lipscomb looked at Wren Johnson sadly. He really wanted her to marry him one day, but he kept pissing her off. And she looked very annoyed now. Wren was reclining on the bed, gazing fixedly at her Ipad. "Wren, please." Duncan begged. Wren looked over at Duncan, cocking her head. God she looked so cute in that body stocking. It was worth every penny...
It was so stupid of me to be so risky. I had always considered myself to be bi, but had never explored the gay side of it. When I finally went off to college I decided to give it a shot. I had put out an ad onto Craigslist looking for a guys cock to suck. I gave a quick discription of myself "brown hair, blue eyes, 4.5 in cock." That was it. I want...
"You have to come see this!" Catherine giggled conspiratorially, looking left and right to make sure no teachers or nuns were around. Mt. St. Vesper Ladies Finishing School was quite strict, and the staff tended to spy on their students even though they were of legal age. It was a catholic college in all but name, and even though the Dean said that student...
Salutations, my name is Ginette Ambrose, and I'm a fifty-two-year-old African-American woman living in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts. One of the most diverse towns in all of New England, I swear. I'm five-foot-nine, chubby but still lovely in a wholesome kind of way, with dark brown skin and long Black hair. Thick Black mama with big tits and a big rou...
Her Butler Alternative Ending © Pat Annon 2020 [This is an alternative to part 4 of the story series, Her Butler. It is an exploration of consent and non-consent in a long term D/s relationship.] Jennifer was at his bedside when her butler died. "Complications following his stroke." Memories of a life well lived flooded the room as she processed his final...
The bump was totally unexpected. Jujou had been running round the track for some time and had fallen into that trance state so well known to the long distance runner. She hadn't even noticed that another runner had joined her on the track and when the contact came she lost her balance and spilled on the ground. "Watch out slow poke!" The taunting words dri...