If you are looking for a quick jerk and a lot of sex this is probably not for you. There is no actual intercourse in this first section, although there is sexual activity. This is an exploration of an extremely shy young man who is taken advantage of by senior cheerleaders, and the resultant fallout. I am listing this as First Time, although there are strong...
There can't be many more embarrassing things for a teacher than coming apart in front of your class. When it happened to me I was mortified. Fortunately there were only eight students there, a sixth form English Lit class, not 30 horrible 14-year olds. I'd had a particularly venomous row with my husband that morning, and I'd been feeling fragile all day. The...
Nancy Masters was tired. She was tired of being someone's mom. Tired of being someone's wife. Tired of being the proper little homemaker always doing for others. Putting on dinner parties for her husband's clients. Setting up parties for her 18 year old son and his friends, then getting out of the way. Helping the PTA. Running errands. Always for someone els...
(This story takes place immediately after Drummer Boy – The Call.) A few minutes after leaving the Motel 6, Jason was inside the Waffle House. It was one of those combo restaurant / truck stops with the restaurant on one side, convenience store on the other, and the restrooms (including rent-a-showers for the truckers) in the middle. Jason got a table on...
MONDAY MORNING I reached over and shut off my alarm but I'd been awake for awhile anyway. I'd had a restless night and after waking in the early morning hours I was too full of nervous energy to go back to sleep. Time's relentless march had inevitably led to Monday morning and the start of my new career as a nude mailgirl for DumpsterDawg Enterprises. I...
Dear readers, This story was suggested to me by an exceptional artist named Anasheya. (Sounds like a beautiful girl to me so I'm going to refer to Anasheya as a she, but I've never asked.) She gave me quite a bit of input and I hope I've given her something to work with. Anasheya creates T-Girl art that speaks to my submissive soul and if you like my stori...
Introduction : Avinash continues to interview Hemangini for his new writing. As she pursues with her story, the revelation at the next stage tends to get harrowing from where it started. She welcomes him into an all new ambience which leaves Avinash in the absolute stupor. I would just like to add an advanced disclaimer to any Indian religious reader advanc...
Chapter 9 I provided Stephanie with a vigorous jaunt (the pace of which was dictated by Steph's heels digging dangerously close to my groin), down the corridor opposite to the one in which I presently resided. She was whooping, and slapping my butt all the way, thoroughly enjoying being jostled on the dutiful back of a loser; her former boyfriend. "Listen...
My name is Richard, and I am drowning. I am suffocating, and am near a breakdown, but ironically, if I were given a choice of saving myself, or continue to let myself be destroyed, I would probably chose the path of destruction. Today, I am 42 years old. Two years ago, I lost my wife JoAnne of 15 years to cancer. We had been close in everything, and I wa...
Charlie was deep in it now, being assessed by Miss Bell the beautician before she started work on removing all of Charlies hair below her soon to be plucked eye line. Candice the young pretty petite receptionist was also looking on to deepen Charlies humiliation. "Miss Bell, I'm really tight, but even my little pussy couldn't be satisfied by that little cli...