"Welcome to First Nations University," Regina Willerby said, and the young woman looked at the dozen or so future students (and their parents) who were following her on a tour of campus. As usual, she began with a brief expose on the school's history, and what life was like at Canada's first school dedicated to the educational advancement of people of Aborig...
No one word could be used to describe how they felt towards each other, the spark between them was ever-present and translated into so many other feelings; lust, fire, “juice,’ and passion coupled with a respect and near admiration for each other. So strange to look at another and see so much of one’s own self staring back, at times, perhaps, almost unnervi...
All characters are at less 18 years old unless the story says so. The Male has aMilf fetish fucking milfs and getting females pregnant too. The milf as a child that you are friends with, and if the milf has a man in the show, movie, book, or comic/manga she will not have him here, the man would ether be dead or they split sometime in the past. My name is (F...
The Interview Project Part Three: Meg's Story "My passions control me. I don't really control my passions."- Meg The third choice was obvious but I made it tougher. I have a friend named Meg who has followed and occasionally inspired my writing career. Sometimes, she confided her secrets in me so I knew that she was sexually active. I also knew that I woul...
Six-thirty blinked on Lauren's digital clock on the windowsill. For nearly ten bleary minutes, she'd been staring at the clock. -I start teaching school today.- It felt like an odd statement. Teaching had always come naturally to Lauren; deciphering information in multiple formats was easy. Though not an expert at the five-minute 'regurgitation' that was g...
I wanted the slutty look that night. I had to look how I felt and how I wanted to be treated. Showered, hair done, make up done. Big black false eyelashes, heavy dark eye shadow that would run and make a mess through tears or anything else wet. Bright red lipstick adorned lips. Pasting it on I tasted my lips on my tongue, blowing myself a kiss in the mirror....
This is a continuation of a fictional first time story between two young (over 18) friends. Although this chapter could be read alone, it would likely be helpful to read the first two chapters. I know the writing style will not please all. I try to offer a more realistic approach, with out 9" members and DD tits, so if you prefer these items this may not be...
Sorry for the delay on getting this chapter out. I've been working on it on and off since the last one was published. It's a little long, but I hope you enjoy it. If you have ideas for more experiments, send them my way. I have a few ideas, but I'd love to hear more. ***** About a week after the initial exam, I got a response from the Sexual Studies depart...
"How could you . . . Forget when we first met in fourth grade. I stopped the bully from pulling your pigtails. I was happy you didn't make fun of my smile which had one front tooth missing. Suppress the memory of our first kiss. You were so excited that you had to run into your house and go to the bathroom for fear of wetting your panties. Ignore the fee...
The sparkling Christmas decorations that adorned the thick columns of the White House's employee entrance sent tingles down the spine of Syria Ngabo as she nervously made her way into the most recognizable residence in the world. "You've come a long way... Damn," the 23 year old fitness trainer gasped to herself as she tapped her fingers against the plasti...