PART ONE It had been a long, first day of a four day business conference; I could only thank myself lucky that we were all staying in-house, at the resort, for the entire time. After the final session my colleague, Ashley a somewhat reserved but cute account executive and myself had decided to meet up for dinner later somewhere downtown. I needed a shower a...
Susan's mind was still muddled in the aftermath of the screwing and Jean's words were heard but not absorbed as, following another brief kiss, she literally staggered the few feet to her own door. In any case, she had no opportunity to do anything about the state of her cunt, for as she stepped through the door she was swept up into Jim's arms and borne off...
My cousin Susan was never completely weaned. What I mean by that is, while dependence on her mother's breastmilk as a primary source of sustenance ended about when you would expect it to, it remained as an additional option amongst more conventional snack foods right up until her high school graduation, and even then, the only reason she was ever likely to f...
I had just finished drying my hair when the doorbell rang. Fully expecting another missionary of some type but hoping I was wrong, I pulled on my terrycloth robe and padded barefoot to the door. Placing my eye to the peephole, I was greeted by my friend Andrew looking back with one of his silly grins. Smiling myself, I pulled open the door. "Andrew, what ar...
After Felicia had come—again—Felicity rose up over her on the bed. Felicia's moist and so recently sexual body, an image of her own from the outside looking in, was unbelievably sensual to her. She married her hand to Felicia's, all the fingers the same length, the fingerprints nestling together perfect, then moved her fingers up Felicia's wrist, up her arm,...
Marianne bounced up to the teacher's desk, all blonde ponytails and cheerleader smile. "Have a great summer, Miss Feloni," she gushed, squeezing enormous tits under a tight white blouse. "I'm really going to miss you. You're my favorite!" Therese smiled faintly as Marianne and the other girls filed out of the room. Finally, summer had arrived. The end of he...
Abstract: The brainwashing only works on four out of five women. The others have to stay at the Bimbo Asylum. INTRODUCTION FROM INMATE "BLINKIE" Dear Reader, (Please note, my job here is to write out the dictates of the inmate referred to here as Blinkie, inmate #44, real name: ***** ***** [Redacted]) ? (She isn't saying much. I'm waving my hand in fro...
I was so excited that Caroline was finally coming to visit my new place. I had been living in my home for well over a year now and yet one of my best friends still had not found time to come see it. When I finally got the phone call that she had booked a plane ticket for the following weekend and planned on staying for an entire week I almost jumped off the...
I slept long and sound that night, exhausted from the physical and emotional effort of the day. In the morning Lauren came to my room and got me up. She commanded me to show her that I was still wearing my panties in bed, and then remove them so she could inspect them. I was relieved to see the plug had prevented and escape from my bowels – the rear was pris...
Chapter 1 Aaron and I met in college at the University of Wisconsin. He was majoring in mechanical engineering and I was majoring in finance. Yes, rather different career tracks but we had a lot in common. The main area we shared was our bodies. The first time had sex I was hooked from then on. I did know some girls whose first experiences were bummers bu...