Janie and Me: The True Story of How I Lost My Cherry to Another Girl Ch. 4 * Shifting myself to the bottom of the bed, I licked my middle finger and pushed it in…I knew that at 21—Janie was no virgin…so I didn't bother with being gentle. I shoved in up to the knuckle on the very first plunge. Listening to her breath catch in response and the sigh of enjoym...
The first thing Kate felt that morning was sun shining through the window landing on her face. She turned over and picked up her phone from her bedside table. 9:46 a.m. on June 6th. "Only one week until my birthday," Kate thought. "Kate Howard is going to be 25 in one week." She stood up and looked around her childhood bedroom. She was ho...
Ricordo ancora benissimo le ultime parole della mia, purtroppo ex ragazza ieri notte, mentre mi sferrava l'ennesimo schiaffo. Io e lei non stiamo più insieme da oltre un anno, da quando mi ha scaricato perché secondo lei, ero un codardo. Non avevo le palle, diceva sempre. Ma io la amo ancora, e da allora ho provato più e più volte a riconquistarla. E' finita...
Disclaimer: First of all, it is just a fantasy non-consensual erotica with a focus on seduction, uniforms, lesbians, rough sex, and slut training. I have downloaded most of the pictures from the internet with no real world relevance. I do not encourage any non-consensual actions against women. Sexual acts without consent are bad. It is just a kinky erotica s...
We were on the phone sharing fantasies. It started out innocent enough. I wanted a quiet, yet powerful session of lovemaking. He expressed his desires for that as well, but added some twists that I could not resist---so much so, that I had decided at that moment to make the scene a reality. We were going to meet at our usual place. I wanted to prepare my bo...
(To the reader: This is the fourth in a string of many correspondences between a former professor and me. It started out to be just a harmless little distraction for myself, to break up the day. It became so much more, so unrepentantly.) * Yee-haw! Now Mr. Fortune knew something his granddaddy didn't, the real reason the South lost the WAAH. Those darned...
My pussy just can't take any more. I can feel blood pulsing through my arteries, rushing down between my legs. The urgency of orgasm makes my mind go blank. I can no longer think. My throbbing clit is the focus of my universe. "Uhhng... ooohh! Oh yes, yes yes YES!!" My whimperings are the only connection between my brain and the rest of the world. I'm consc...
Chapter Three All she could do now was a wait. She had lit the candles, checked the fire, assured herself the wine was cold, and settled back into the chair to wait for him. She was never very good at being patient, had never even claimed to be, but now there was really nothing else to do. She sat, nestled deeper into her chair, closed her eyes, and liste...
Hi. My names Kitten. (It will suffice.) I'm a writer? A poor one if i'm honest. Not for any lack of trying. I have a Language processing disorder. Which is exactly what it sounds like, for those of you wondering. I guess this is a bit of a disclaimer. Writers put in a lot of unpaid hours... Yadda yadda yadda. I write for myself as a hobbyist, i never intende...
There is something about the rain that awakens something deep within me. It effects my emotions, my demeanor.....the very essence of my being. It begins from the moment that scent is in the air. That metallic, yet sweet smell......the one that tells not only the most seasoned of farmers that a "storm's a brewin'" but also the most sheltered of upper crust in...