Author's Note: This is the first in a series of stories I wrote for a friend of mine on request. She's a fair bit kinkier than myself, and as such, they're harsher than some of my other stories. I hope you enjoy them. * She knew she shouldn't be doing it, but she just couldn't help herself. He had been gone three days already, and that last teasing phone...
Authoress's notes: Please read and enjoy all of my stories, and please leave me feedback, public or via email. Brenda Becomes a Stripper Brenda Taylor nervously eyed the strip club from outside the gas station next door. She was a freshman in her second semester of college, and needed some extra money. She had heard persistent rumors about other coeds maki...
Debbie was my go to girl at the office. When I needed a session booked, she was the one who could do it. Even better, she would lean over at her desk revealing cleavage that went all the way from Chicago to Cleveland, She was that special kind of woman. Five foot two, with 38DD breasts always barely restrained in a low cut fashion. My eyes always wavered bet...
All sexual acts are committed only by legal adults over the age of eighteen. In no way do these events relate to real or semi-real happenings. This is all of my own creation. Any and all feed back would be greatly appreciated considering this is my first submission. ***** My name is Dylan Morrison. A lot of kids would call me goth or emo, but I'm not eithe...
Last Sunday afternoon, the weather was beautiful. At about 2 p.m., my wife, Becky, and I, decided to take a stroll through the patch of woods bordering the outskirts of town. It's a beautiful walk, and we take it often. We've never encountered anything out of the ordinary during our walks, save for the occasional deer or rare bird. Last week, however, all...
I had been a good golfer all my life. When I graduated from college I played in some major amateur tournaments and actually did fairly well. So, I decided to turn professional. First of all I had to get through qualifying school. While there I made friends with three other girls who were also trying to qualify. It was unlikely, but as life would have it, we...
We had been married several years and I was in my mid-thirties, still not bad to look at - I was still tall and lean. We were invited to a Halloween party at a function hall. It was a semi-private deal and several of my wife's friends and family were going. She wanted to go. I was never that big on Halloween growing up because I didn't have a good imaginati...
As necessary as it is, I always put off getting my hair cut. I don't know why, maybe it's some deep-rooted, subconscious fear of getting cut or something; a stranger working on my head with sharp instruments just isn't my idea of having a good time. Most of the time, however, a funny look from my boss or a humorous remark is enough to adjust my attitude. As...
Carrie exited the paid taxi. The end of the line. Nowhere else to run. Out of work. Couldn't afford her apartment. Can't get a decent job. And some bozo on the television said the recession was over. "Blow it out his ear!" "Excuse me, Miss. Did you say something?" The taxi's driver had just set the second of her suitcases on the sidewalk beside her....
Part 1-'The Beginning' This is the true story of a shy reclusive young women waking up to real life and finding the enjoyments of life with the help of her Aunt Val. Written by me, Connie! This is the first part of a 4 part series. Please read them all. Let me get this out of the way first thing. I was not a pretty girl; at least I didn't think so. I consi...