Continued from Greg and Kelly Ch 4: The talk The last three months had been a whirlwind of new activities for Kelly and I. We went online and got a rather large dildo with a suction cup base. It was advertised as "Mr. TenInch" and was as thick as one would image such a toy to be. At first Kelly didn't think she could make it work, but after a bit of wine an...
My blood turned to ice. Fear solidified my dazed mind for a moment as I heard him rustle behind me, and I considered bolting for the door. He must have seen my muscles twitch, because his hand wrapped around the back of my neck, pinning me to the bed. "I know what you're thinking. And you know it won't help you." His voice was cold. I felt him place the lo...
Erica reached across the breakfast table for some juice. "Remind me, why are we up so early?" "I don't know. I was perfectly content staying in bed, feeling your ass against my stomach. You're the one insisting we get up and go do something." Gabriel grumbled, sipping his coffee as if it were the only thing keeping him alive. "Oh yes, that's right. We have...
[To fully understand this story you could read my earlier stories, but if you don't mind a little ambiguity then the story makes enough sense without reading the earlier stories.] *** Ethan was quietly locked in box beside her bed. Jessica lay sleeping with her legs slightly splayed apart as her short dress was pushed upwards and the buttons on her top had...
'We need to talk.' Those are some of the most dread-inducing words you can hear, or read for that matter, since they were written on the note that I found behind my apartment door. It was signed by Erica. She was my neighbor from down the hall. A few weeks ago I had pulled her into my apartment, thinking she was Demie trying to fool me with her shapechangi...
I had been a teacher for many years and had watched many pupils grow up from kids into young adults. Some looked cute and became not so cute as they added years. Some ugly badly behaved kids changed into gorgeous teenagers. Being married and a teacher put me way out of the picture in my head. I kept my distance from students even those 18 years or older, as...
[This story deals with women's bodily functions so if that offends you, please read no further. All characters are 18 or over.] Once again, Lynn Owens and Marcia Jaspers, sophomores in Prof. Kate Sullivan's Women's Studies 201 class, were surprised by the direction the next session of the class took. Professor Sullivan stood at the front of the lecture hall...
This story begins the summer before I turned 19. I had just started working at a motorcycle shop in the next town over. My boss, Greg, wasn't the easiest person to work with but soon I became accustomed to the way he handled things and learned to keep a low profile and just do my job. I ran the parts counter, but really I had my thumbs in every aspect of the...
The sound of friendly chatter fills the small church as Sunday service ends and the congregation starts to mingle. Smoothing out my cream cardigan and fit and flare floral dress I make my way to the entrance, stopping along the way to greet anyone I know and make small talk. "We are so incredibly excited to have you doing the desserts again this year. Our c...
"Hey there, Kiki." She turns, her long dark hair trailing over her shoulders, and her half-moon eyes turning up to look at me. "Hi sweetie," she says, brushing a lock of hair back over her ear. "Are you busy right now?" I ask, walking up to her and putting a hand lightly on her upper arm, looking over her work table. "A little," she smiles, her cheeks lo...