Sometimes, we all get what we deserve. Now, I am not an overtly moral person by any means, and I'm not even sure who exactly got taught a lesson in this story. Certainly, it is an embarrassing tale to tell, but we all do some pretty strange stuff in our youth. In this case (and as is often the case), it was the pursuit of sexual satisfaction that led me int...
Walking through the door of my tiny apartment, I kick off my shoes and make a run for my room, stripping every article of clothing I have on my body, the sound of them hitting the floor echoing in my ears. Tonight's the night. A shiver runs through my body as my nipples tighten with anticipation. Moisture builds between my thighs, and I can't help but rub th...
Jack was enjoying his time off! He had just turned 18, fresh out of high school and had the whole place to himself while his parents were out of town for a week! "This rocks!" he thought as he blasted the radio while making breakfast. He was getting ready to grab his cereal and head to the living room when he heard a knock at the door! Jack opened the door...
Please read part - I for the background on this story. It'll be worthwhile, I assure you. * * * * * I came out of the bathroom feeling very good after a good night's sleep and looking forward to the new toy I had. Cheryl came over from the kitchen side and knelt down in front of the couch where I went and sat. "Good morning, master" "Good morning, ange...
Chapter 10: The Final Straw That whole week, Timothy dreaded when Clare and the rest of the girls were going to come over. He had terrible anxiety about what was going happen, especially since Beatrice made sure he knew (by dropping hints multiple times a day) that they were all going to have some fun with him. "Don't think that you'll be able to hide beh...
She was dreaming again. She must be. Hazel clearly remembered deciding never to return to the blasted tree, yet here she was, approaching the place where it all started. Worse, it was nighttime, and there was barely enough light to see by. Yes, it had to be a dream, albeit a very detailed and realistic one. She could see her own skin glowing softly in the di...
This scenario was written in honour of a friend’s entrepreneurial scheme, his infectious obsession with the "sexual underclass" of New York and a sex toy known as the Real Doll. **************** "How many men have you fucked today?" "....9...?" "10. And it isn't noon yet. What does that make you?" "...a whore." "A fuck-ing ho." Bored female voice ove...
William and Liz masturbate while watching Susan stripping off her clothes and masturbating. "Veronica. Veronica. Veronica." As soon as he said her name, he was filled with a sexual excitement that he hasn't felt in years. Now that he's not having sex with Liz anymore, he wouldn't mind having sex with Veronica again. He'd love for her to suck his cock again...
New Friends Monday morning, after a quickie for the road, Ginnie left Dave at the farm to negotiate a home swap with their Aunt and Uncle, while she went back to town to open her shop. Charlotte they deflated, folded and boxed, mostly to keep her out of trouble. It was nearly closing time when Carl entered. Ginnie smiled - the boy was even more embarrass...
This story was strongly inspired by AnonymousPerv's fantastic Mannequin X. I hope he doesn't mind me doing my own take on the same situation - I intend it as my highest form of flattery. ***** I smiled wryly at the naked mannequin at the front of the conference room and thought again what an unusual career I'd had since leaving university. Some of my clas...