My first effort. Although clearly me remembering something, I chose to write in the present tense. Goddess Worship It is evening. The bonfire is just lit. My cape flutters slowly in the gentle breeze. I am completely naked beneath it. Indeed it is the only clothing allowable at this Gathering. It has a fastener at the top and that is it. It is meant to be...
A series of episodes with quite a few characters, so it may help to read the earlier parts in order to understand relationships. I'm Sally a divorcee, and I have a daughter Rachel. Judy, my best friend is married to Derek. Judy and I have embarked on a series of 'adventures!' ********************* "Why don't you let my Derek fuck you?" Normally this wo...
The wife decided to travel to the East Coast, we live on the left coast, which is obviously the best coast, to visit with a good friend. I was working, so, I couldn't go with her. I actually kind of enjoy time away, we typically have some pretty hot sexting conversations with each other while we are apart. But, that is in a different story. The week was pr...
This story is a public hub for members of CHYOA to post whatever breast expansion (BE) focused scenarios that they don't want to put in a stand-alone story and/or doesn't fit in another story! BE is a fetish that focuses on breast growth. The exact method and rate will depend entirely on the individual author of the BE story. The result is that each individu...
I've always been self-conscious about the size of my penis and testicles. I'm on the small-to-average size, but always been able to sexually satisfy all of my lovers. One aspect of my sexual function that I've always been personally proud of has been the volume and force of my ejaculations. The amount of semen I would produce can only be described as "copiou...
Listening to Imam Yousef Kader's sermon and hearing him condemn Western society for its many excesses, I nodded along with the rest of the brothers. At the Sal Al Din Mosque of West London, England, we were used to harsh sermons from preachers whose views often seem at odds with the times in which we live. Hearing them speak about the decadence of the societ...
Dean breathed deep as he tried, once more, to stretch his back on the table as Cindi cast an ominous shadow on the stained wood. "Get on with it, you piece of fuckmeat. I want the palms of your hands and the soles of your feet touching the line. Ten seconds or it's another caning." Dean balanced on the edge of the table and leant back, reaching for the tab...
The rain drops smeared the windows of the bus as it threaded the early morning rush hour traffic and Samantha worried that her plans to arrive early for her first day as a receptionist in an anonymous grey concrete office block in the centre of London. She rushed up the street with her heart pounding and stumbled through the front door with barely a minute...
She picked up her journal; the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life, and as she turned the pages she came across an entry marked 'Dirty Weekend'. She smiled as the memories came flooding back to her as she recalled the pleasure and knowledge it gave her. * * * * * Julie hummed softly to herself as she sat in front of the mirror ap...
I need his cock, perhaps more than I've needed anything recently. My fingers fumble at his belt. I don't waste time on cursing the delay. I force myself to take a deep breath and focus on slowing the pounding of my heart. I press my mouth to the front of his pants and blow my hot breath through the thin linen to distract him. When I reach for his belt again...