Mia Mahal Matriculates or Lady Luscious Licks Lingam Mia Mahal, the Calipinian Princess, arrived at her Ivy League university burdened with a very full, oversized suitcase and a troublesome virginity. The airport shuttle driver, with a half-full van, had unceremoniously dropped Mia and the suitcase at the curb in front of the university administration b...
Contains scenes of degradation and golden showers! I’m 35 and live alone in a small country town by the beach - where the sun always shines. I am employed at the local High School as PE Trainer and have a very athletic body - with larger than normal breasts (36DD 22 32). My husband and I moved here two years before he was killed in a car accident - he was a...
Two weeks ago she had seen him - her high school crush. She was walking the dog and he'd been running. He nearly passed her by, but the woman stopped in the middle of the road, mouth agape, likely caught his attention. He slowed and gave the cursory polite nod before recognition kicked in. He stopped to say hello. She offered him water. She watched unabashed...
It had been a slow summer. I had a decent job at my father's law firm - a lot more substantive work that what a typical college undergrad could expect - but no matter how much I adore him, it was still working for Daddy. A knee injury at the beginning of vacation further cramped my style, and limited my workouts to the gym in the office building - again usua...
They had met a few nights earlier, a chance encounter, to say the least. It had been at least 12 years since they'd seen each other, 12 years since they had crossed paths in the hallways of their high school, way back in Montreal. How to explain, then, that they would meet in a narrow street in downtown Havana, where they had both gone on vacation. He h...
Rosanna had walked five blocks before she found herself stopping and slowly turning around to see if Sol was still standing there. Why? Why did she care? She didn’t. She let out a low moan. Solace had already gone. What did it matter? Mattie was expecting her for dinner and she definitely did not want to be late. That was another trait they shared—punctualit...
~The following is the true story of my awakening as a male to female transsexual which never would've been possible without all of my friends. Names and ages have been changed to protect the privacy of those friends.~ Eighteen. A tender age. I'm just a young boy finishing up my senior year in high school. My name is James, or as my friends just call me, Jim...
This is my first story. I had written it for somebody one day and figured I should just post it on here. Let me know your thoughts and comments. Thanks in advance for reading. As I was driving home, my mind was like a meteor floating through space. Thought after thought raced across my mind at that moment of silent bliss. This one thought settled in my min...
Vanessa was standing outside of the makeshift classroom smoking one of the foul local cigarettes. She knew she shouldn't but she needed the fix. The thin mountain air made life as a smoker even harder. She ran her hand through her short nappy hair and along the shaved sides of her head. She took a hard drag on the cigarette and looked back at the school and...
A diary of a male nursing student. Wang looked around him, the tutorial class was filled with gorgeous women, all below the age of 25. He was the only male in a class of perhaps thirty. Smiling, he walked into the room, silence descended onto the room as 30 pairs of eyes affixed themselves upon him as he made his way to a hastily emptied chair. He could fe...