All eyes immediately turn to her. It takes her a moment to process what just happened. She looks over to Rainer, his expression defaulted to a smooth blank face; when she turns her gaze to Quell she sees that he is just as surprised as her, starting at Rainer in shock before glancing directly to Coral. "Coral," the Governor says softly, drawing her attentio...
Usual standard declarations about age, ownership etc. apply here. Salutations my droogies, and welcome back. Take in some moloko and turn your rassoodocks towards the newest episode on this ongoing tale. Okay, that's as much Russian slang as I can put together, and that's all courtesy of Anthony Burgess' A Clockwork Orange. The reason for me going there wil...
All characters depicted here are 18+ ***if you like my stories please consider leaving a comment or rating. Any feedback is always appreciated so i can improve my writing. Thanks to alice_looking for help with the editing :-)*** Barley jogged through his house to the garage to get his bike. Riding it out the door into the twilight and down the path to the...
When my mom told me that Mrs. Reid had called and had some chores for me to do, I was both excited and nervous. Excited, because Mrs. Reid usually rewarded my hard work with a long, slow handjob that would leave me coming in quarts. Nervous, because more and more of her "chores" were stunts devised to get me into embarrassing situations for her amusement. S...
Note: Ctrl+F ~s~ to skip right to the action (there's two) *** Dr. O'Neil straightened her stockings, adjusted her hair, and clicked her nails together for what felt like the millionth time. Her fidgeting was the only noise in the immaculate corner office, the sleek glossy surfaces echoing the sounds like a forgotten mausoleum. She always hated this office...
I must have crashed as soon as my head hit the pillow because I didn't remember anything afterwards until I heard Elliot speaking to me quietly. "Sleepy head wake up." He was saying. He was brushing his fingers across my face. "Come on sleeping beauty, time to get up." I slowly opened my eyes. I felt refreshed, but still a bit sleepy. "Hey." I whispered. "...
Spring 1971 found David struggling along in his freshman year in college. This story is about his next door neighbor and a most unlikely tryst. David has previously been featured in stories such as: caught peeking in "Summer 1970", losing his virginity in "Fall 1970 parts 1 and 2", enjoying the fruits of his labors in the "Summer 1971" series, and other mor...
Elliot slammed the bedroom door behind him. Grabbing the banister and almost jumping down the stairs, he grabbed his jacket off the hallway rack and was out the door. Pausing only slightly at the front steps, he moved to his car and started the engine. Afraid to go and afraid to stay, he backed out of the driveway and headed toward downtown, not knowing wher...
In the days after Mrs. Reid gave me my first blowjob and then continued messing with me, I started having some serious qualms. These qualms mostly centered around Mr. Reid, and what would happen if he found out that his wife was sucking me off on a daily basis. I was also concerned that when my father found out that this older woman was messing around with s...
It was a long drive home after the horrors the day before. My ass, back and stomach, which Beverly had torn to shreds with her nails, looked like someone had taken a brush loaded with red paint and slapped it all over my skin. It even hurt to sit, since every time I shifted in my seat I could feel my knitting wounds tearing open. We drove home in silence. It...