Three weeks later... "Looks like everything seems to be in order Ms. O'Brien. You're cleared for graduation," her counselor said. Roxanne smiled excessively. A few weeks ago she'd applied for graduation. She already had her senior check and now it was time for the next step. "Thank God!" she exclaimed. "You'll receive more information next month," he sa...
Jake and Fiona were staying at a little guesthouse in a tiny island in the Caribbean. The place had two apartments and four efficiencies. They had been there for about a week and were planning on staying another week. Their days had taken on a familiar routine, get up kind of early, 7 ish go to the dive shop by 9:15,do one dive and be done by noon. They woul...
Disclaimer, this story is turning into a novel is a work of fiction for the most part the names used are not real people, the businesses, locations, and organizations while real are used in a way that is purely fictional to add realism to the story. *** I headed home and as I drove I ran through various scenarios that I could pitch to Tom to get out of the...
Abstract: Although some may find it unorthodox, the author decided that the format of a scientific journal would be the most rigourous and fair way to enact a methodology to prove a personal hypothesis, that her sexual development lagged far behind her educational and career progression. The investigation follows two strands of experimentation: 1) To esta...
Most women are exhibitionists. Luckily for men, nearly all men are voyeurs. While making their flashes appear unintentional and/or accidental, many women show men what they all, seemingly, hope and want to see. Playing on men's inherent penchant for voyeurism, exhibitionism is a sexy game that some women play to sexually tease and erotically entice men. Whi...
A/N: I'm sorry about the mess with the previous chapters over Christmas. Somehow I uploaded the wrong chapter and it took half a dozen messages and reposting the chapter 3 times -- each of which takes about 4 days to be approved or refused -- before I could convince them to fix it. But it's done, and we're moving on -- the final battle approaches! In respon...
My Obedient Streak: Stacey Starts at The Bottom Part 1. Stacey's Home Brew It wasn't like I hadn't known all week that I was acting up. Even as my husband Ed reacted stoically to my delays getting out of the house or dinners, taking forever to dress and make myself up, or making him wait while I shopped, or, worst of all, getting into little disagreements...
"Fuck me. Look at that ass. Jesus." That had been Vince's first thought as he got his first good look at Amy's ass. Now, his hands spreading her as she bent over the arm of the couch, her little brown pucker winking in anticipation, he spoke out loud. "Fuck me. Look at that ass." Amy did not responded. She was getting face fucked and trying not to gag. C...
The darkened room, where shadows knew their place, held close to a sharpened edge of silence. Not the kind of quiet you find among the safe mediocrity of upscale living. Nor was this the dusky soundless earphone shrouded detachment of the overfed, pampered and techno distracted numbness of a generation adrift. Instead, the atmosphere was similar to a postmor...
For those of you still wandering if I managed to make myself sexually decent for the night following my discovery of Aria: I did. Somewhat... On a regular day it wouldn't have been difficult to be hard, all night long, for two women as gorgeous as Nella and Aria. But the afternoon with Aria had been quite draining. I managed to fuck each of them, but I relie...