All characters committing or eluding to any sexual acts are 18 or older. *** I woke Early Monday, wondering if I should wear Miss Hallingsworth's nylons too class. I decided that I would; eager to show her my devotion, I got dressed and left a full hour before my usual time. I knocked on the classroom door two hours before my first class would start. "Miss...
So here I was sitting in my house alone, thinking about why I had convinced my husband to be a gay sissy porn star. He was currently shooting at a location 2 hours away from my house. He had been given a hotel room which he was sharing with his 'master' as the movie director wanted them to have a good understanding and chemistry together. He was going to e...
What happens in Montreal stays in Montreal, if only that were true. My name is Nadiya Caliph, and I'm a young Moroccan woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. My parents, Mohammed and Farah Caliph sent me to study at Carleton University in the Canadian capital from our hometown of Beni Mellal in Central Morocco. I'm living far away from home for the fir...
Each and every character swore they were over eighteen before I let them onto the page My thanks to Remi for editing it for me. * "So, Jonathan. How are you settling in?" "Fine, thanks. Working here is quite enjoyable," I replied. I'd been here nearly three months now. This was the end of my probationary period. "Good, I'm glad. Your work performance i...
**This is part 2 of a series. But in brief: Three rich sisters have to spend a month in a cabin that lacks toiletries save for one outhouse. Also they all have a scat kink, and a fairly big messy kink. Guess how this will end. Don't read if girls getting off on being smelly, gross, and having bowel movements isn't your thing. You won't like this.** The thre...
The family and Jim begin to deal with the implications of Bill's announcement. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for his help with editing. ========= Without further ado, I stepped to the lounge chair, smoothed out the ridiculously soft towel Muriel had provided, and stretched out. "You don't believe in doing things by half do you, Bill?" she drawled in that...
It's mid-afternoon on a Thursday in early July, day one of my Grand Canyon Gay Rafting Adventure, and a long day it's been. Yesterday Tom welcomed us individually to the hotel in Vegas then hosted an evening meet-and-greet in the lounge. Tom is tour director, openly gay, about fifty, moderately overweight, friendly, soft spoken and kind, his psoriasis partia...
Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. Please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty n...
Kath had become sexually dominant after we had bought a pair of red high heels from a little charity shop near our flat. We were students and living together in the middle of the city, and had seen them in the window one day. We had both laughed as the same thought went through our minds - 'Wouldn't it be cool to wear those and fuck?' As soon as we got home...
She paced slowly, methodically, back and forth like a tigress behind bars in a too-small cage. She smoked, and he hated that, but it looked right at the moment, the smoke curling from her ruby lips, sifting through her raven black hair, like flour through a sieve. She loved black it seemed, as he had seen her in nothing else. The outer garments were not pres...