Christmas had come and gone. The warmth and merriness of the holidays had disappeared into the cold chill of winter. It was nearing ten at night. A Tuesday. I couldn't study anymore. I stood up from my desk, stretched out the soreness, and made my way over to my bed. I turned on the TV, and realized I was bored. Brett was off doing something -- I couldn't re...
It was a cool autumn afternoon when I arrived at the warehouse. In Austin Texas, "cool" means the low 70's, which truly was a welcome relief from the previous month's high 90's. I glanced at the sign on the gate reading "Guard Dog On Duty" as I unfastened the padlock. As I drove inside and relocked the gate, I thought about our guard dog. It was probably the...
Two months after I first slept with my boss we had started fucking regularly. We had a daily routine I would bring him a coffee in the morning and suck his cock. During lunch he would eat me out. At the end of the day he would fuck me in his office. He frequently made me wear a butt plug when I was in the office. This week I had to go without as Andy was on...
Part 1 --------------- Like Farrah Fawcett, I have always enjoyed the sensation of a good fart. I love to feel the little bubble of warm air working its way through my shit chute. But ever since I came in second-place in the Flexi-Butt Championship a few months ago, there's not only the sensation but also the dick-stiffening memories. I saw the posting on...
This story is a tribute to my friend victoriap, a glorious black cock lover. Victoria, thank you for your help editing it! "Look what just came in," said Morgan, leaving his lower jaw in a slight droop with wonder. Darren turned around to see. A slim woman of slightly above medium height was moving towards the far end of the tavern. She seemed to be mak...
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer and have no association with anyone involved in either shows. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Author's note: This story takes place mostly in Season 3. ***** Upon hearing her alarm Faith's first instinct was to smash it, but her training forced her to reach over and calmly turn it o...
I'm always a little insecure sitting in the Uber. Mostly, it's because I'm wearing a black kilt, which is not typical going-out clothes here, but also because even the most cursory look is going to find the handle of our ever present crop. I endure and we remain fairly quiet on the way up. We can hardly chat about the entertainment to come in front of our f...
"Studying hard, sexy." Kevin's deep voice said as he entered our dorm room. I was lying on my bed on my stomach with an open notebook and chemistry text book in front of me. I was wearing what was my now typical "hanging around the dorm room" outfit was; tight short girl's athletic shorts, and a cropped girls tee shirt with our colleges logo and mascot on i...
I have been chatting to a contact about our shared fantasies centred on her giving up a little control to me, but with me in my feminine guise as she and I both loved the feel and look of this. Finally, after a couple of earlier meetings - both involving sexual encounters - we met again, and we had the space and time to make some more of our shared fantasies...
*** Author's note – this is a continuation of the story of Arinna and James. It began with Arinna's Deconstruction. While it may not be necessary (as I am striving to write things that can be held up on their own), to fully understand the night that led up to this scenario, please read the previous chapter. Thank you! *** Arinna drifted in and out of sleep,...