Author's Note All characters in this part of the Amy the Exhibitionist series are over the age of legal consent. V Ch. 09 -- Part 13 -- My first few months at University - fifth part My Thursday / Friday Job It's going well. When I was there last Friday I was wearing my Pocket Rocket. I had it turned on low when Bob asked me to get him and Joe a coffee...
It was Saturday, and I was on the bus heading home from the grocery story, awkwardly straddling three grocery bags. I felt a buzzing in my pocket, so I reached in and pulled out my phone. "Guess what I'm doing right now?" It was a text from Angie. I pecked away at the numeric keyboard — the iPhone was still a few years away. "No idea." A moment later, m...
"Yeah, hard to say. I'd have to look at it...nothing? just a blank screen? Sure dad, I'll be over." "What was that about?" Marie asked. "I thought we were going to stay in and, you know...." "We can do, you know, later, in fact I'll bet we can do, you know, a few times tonight. I've been looking at you all day thinking about, you know." Joe laughed. Marie...
Chapter 10 : Service With A Smile James struggled to sit up, trying to make sense of his situation. Across the room, silhouetted in the light of the doorway the women that had brought him here were talking to a thin, short man. He showed every conventional respect to the women; nodding and barely speaking as they made their points forcibly, gesticulating a...
"Truth or dare?" asks Cristina. "Truth," Sammy answers. There'd be plenty of time for wild antics later. The slumber party was just getting started. "Okay..." Cristina looks around the room at her friends mischievously grinning, feigning serious consideration with a finger to her chin. She pauses extra long to build suspense and takes a swig of her wine...
The Wrightsville yacht harbor dipped beneath the horizon off the stern of the big sloop. As its hull neatly parted the waves, the rigging beneath the taut sail hummed while the breeze of the yacht's passage gave relief from the muggy July heat of the North Carolina coast. Brenda watched the coast disappear for a few minutes and then turned to the woman sitti...
I still had a lot of questions about my relationship, such as it was, with Sheila that Saturday morning. I awoke feeling more refreshed than I had been since breaking up with my last girlfriend, but as satisfied as my libido was, my heart and mind were in turmoil. Was I just a plaything for Sheila? Or was this whole 'by the numbers' thing her way of audition...
"I don't understand why you asked me here Mr. Singh. My husband handles the business. He spoke to you about the loan he needs. I don't see how I can help. "Barkha Dikshit smiled at the bank loan officer as she sat down in his office. She and her husband had come to this small town four years before. Her husband, Rahul, started a small audio/video business th...
Note This story is not about consensual Bdsm, it is harsh, cruel and does not reflect the Bdsm community as a group. It is a fictional work from the mind of Whipsaw. ***** Prologue I am not sure when I stopped believing and gave up on life, humanity...and all of the other shit. Chapter One As I look around at my newly remodeled home, I am very pleased...
This story concludes Jack Colton's year. He lost his wife in January, made love to many women through the year and remarried in September. I hope you have enjoyed my stories. **** End of the Year It was New Years Eve. I was home alone that afternoon watching a college bowl game, thinking in the solitude of a quiet and empty house. The only sounds came...