All characters in this series are fictitious, as are the encounters between characters. The boarding school is at the high-school level, and all characters involved in the stories are over the age of 18. Part II: Extra Credit contains deep-throating, anal sex and some voyeurism. *********************** For all her help with studying for biology over th...
Officer Training was a breeze. There was alot of classroom work but I must say I did enjoy the practical work more. The most exciting thing for me was that once I completed officer training I would be able to start my Business Degree. I completed my training and suddenly I was 2nd Lt Roger Easton. There were a couple of drawbacks regarding the business degr...
Copyright (c) 2002, by DiscipleN. All rights reserved. This work may not be used for any commercial purposes without prior, documented consent from the owner. * * * * * Have you heard the one about the dumb blonde? Have you ever met a dumb blonde? Now, what about the fakes? I mean peroxide hair girls and pretend airheads. Is the dumb blonde stereotype so...
"Excuse me please, ma'am, are you Ethiopian?" I asked the tall, slender yet curvy, raven-haired and brown-skinned young woman standing behind the counter at the little shop located inside Lincoln Gardens Station in the west end of Ottawa, Ontario. I knew the answer, of course, since Ethiopians and Eritreans have a distinct look, but I really wanted to make c...
Jack did not remember what had happened, he remembered the glorious bodies of the two red women, who were from the land of phoenix, and the capital of it, Lamer. The race which the two women belonged to were in fact also called phoenix, and the race was made up of women and men. The women produced singularly, and sex therefore, was merely recreational. This...
This story took a very long time to compose so I apologize to all those who have written to me asking for a new story. I hope this will suffice. This story will include group sex, threesomes, bisexuality, anal sex et al. If this is not your thing, please move on. ***** I am an old man. I have to face the facts. I am. I'm entering the Death Decade and my ap...
A clear blue sky stretched to the horizons, wispy clouds added a splash of color, and a light, cool breeze played with her hair. Spring had arrived, and the Mountain Laurel trees, always beautiful, hung a few inches lower, courtesy of the large purple flowers hanging from their branches. The combination of dark green, light purple, and speckles of white, rev...
I drove home that Wednesday evening, having dropped Lucy at her house, with mixed feelings. A wild sex evening with Lucy and TJ would be just like old times, and finding a woman who actually wanted dirty, kinky sex was a rarity. But, as I thought of how I had to protect Davinia from this episode, I felt dirty. I guess that's why it's called that sort of sex....
It had been weeks since I heard from anything from Dr. McNurthy. My cravings for another delivery of cum from the sperm bank that he worked at bordered on painful. My dreams were haunted by a vision of an endless supply of flowing cum -- hot, warm, slickery cum. Until his first delivery, I'd never considered myself a kinky individual. Sure, I played on the I...
Chapter One March, 1817 London My father had died when I was a toddler. My mother, bless her, did her best by me, but she sheltered me too much. Had it not been for my uncle, Captain Andrew Harringsford, my life would have turned out quite differently. It was Uncle Andrew, when I was nearing my twentieth birthday, who arranged for an important part of my...