My name is Brenda and I am a fat chick. I admit it. Some women don't like to hear it and they've got negative imagery associated with that word. I don't. I accept myself just the way I am. I'm going to shock you people by being honest about myself and about my sex life. I stand five feet eleven inches tall and I weigh exactly two hundred and thirty pounds. I...
* * * * * * * * * * Author's notes: "Pegging Peter" is a BISEXUAL series. It has male-female sex, as well as male-male sex. This chapter is largely male-female. "Pegging Peter's Women" is a companion series to "Pegging Peter" and takes place on the same weekend as "Pegging Peter" Chapters 6 and 7. In response to the (quite justified) complaints about th...
I'd gotten married on Friday afternoon, and by Monday afternoon I'd had sex with eight other men. On Friday morning I was a virgin. By Monday afternoon I'd lost my virginity to a man that wasn't my husband, been gangbanged by five black men, then I went out looking for more men to fuck me. I was eighteen years old, and the man that took my virginity was th...
I've got no soul to sell. You can have my everything. I want to fuck you like an animal. The song that describes the most secret parts of myself rings in my ears. I am to meet my master. Tonight. I have been on this mundane intercity bus all day. Going all this way, from one metropolis to another, smelling stale urine and fast food. I meditate to medieva...
As much as I loved being a teacher, I was burned out and tired of the low salaries and policies of seniority. I was in my early thirties and had spent the past year helping my friend's business get off the ground. One Saturday I decided to go to the mall to get some new work shirts and was disappointed to see one of my old students squatting near the mall do...
Reader Warning: Over the course of several chapters this story will contain cuckoldry, forced-bi, male chastity, humiliation, and other female domination themes. These kinks are not for everyone; if you do not enjoy FemDom themes you will not enjoy this story. Veronica held down the CTRL-ALT-DELETE keys on the keyboard again, trying to get her computer t...
Katie Monk, dressed in those kind of pink shorts that flair out in a cute way at the bottoms and with her magnificent top crammed into a plain white shirt that threatened to have its buttons blown off by tit pressure, looked up the street and finally smiled. She spotted Rick's cream and red 1959 Lincoln convertible approaching a low speed. Mick always drove...
(Inspired by Apocalypse Zex, so if you like my story you'll like that one too so feel free to check it out.) (Adders welcome) You are driving to your parents house on the outskirts of Boston. It was your sister, Mabel's, 18th birthday today and you and your brother, Luke, are driving to your parents place to celebrate. Along the way you take out your phone f...
It had taken me a while to get up the courage to meet my online partner. We had exchanged suggestive and teasing emails and exchanged stories of conquests and fantasies for a while, and more recently had met for "cyber sex" on more than one occasion and both have enormous appetites for sex in many different shapes, forms and positions with members of the opp...
I was twenty when I met Michelle. She and I didn't actually move in together, but she had a suitcase that she kept over at my place with many different clothes in it. Everything from nice panties to no frills granny panties. Her sexy black dress, jeans, bikini, lingerie, and regular stuff also like white t-shirts and pajamas. She had some cash through her fa...