This story is almost too wild to believe, but its true. My position at work requires that I routinely get U.A.'s from employees. (Pee tests as they call them) I have never liked that part of my job, but company policy dictates it be done. I have complete control over where I go and when I go. And I travel around to a degree. I am in and out and on to another...
Author’s note: At the end of this chapter there is query. Anyone who wishes to comment on it, please do. Chapter 4 My Full Initiation into the “Sluthood” My Sluthood commencement exercises ensue… “I need some hard cock!” Chantel—who had been lying on the bed beside me masturbating while watching me get my double jollies—yelled. “At least two… and I need...
"What are you wearing?" He knew what she was wearing but he wanted to play with her. "You know what I'm wearing. I told you this morning that I was going to put on my black leather mini-skirt and my white blouse. Look, I'm running late; I said I'd meet the girls in the pub at seven and I really need to pee." "The blouse that lets me look down it to see you...
Installment 1 Version Revision 3 ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// -- Please send me all your comments and suggestions -- If this installment rates well and generates interest, then there will be another soon. Revision 3 addresses some grammar and spelling issues. Plus it adds a bit more background to help explain what is go...
CHAPTER VIII 'KALLIDORA' I could have stayed with Salmacis a long, long time. She would have let me, too. But it was not to be. I love Clytemnestra, even if it is only for a season, as Salmacis said. As Clytemnestra herself said too, in her way. So I departed with Clytemnestra, and with Eupraxia and Aristomache we went on towards the river, where now we fin...
I was ready for a night out… dressed to kill in a black lace stretch top over a black lace bra, black miniskirt, thigh-high black silk stockings and black velvet heels. A lacy black thong was the only thing coming between my lover’s hands and my pussy, which was ready for a hot night out of drinking and dancing… knowing that his hands would be roaming and br...
Hot breath hit my ear over the throb of the techno music, piercing through my ecstasy induced fuzziness. I felt long hair sway against my arm and a hand gently pull me closer. "We're so fucking high," whispered her voice, "We just want someone to come away from here and give it to us." I gulped, swaying in surprise, and took a closer look at the girl propo...
All Characters are aged eighteen or over, sex is consensual, this is a slight departure from the main story, I hope you enjoy. Again non British English lovers please accept that the story is set in the UK and uses the root tongue of English for spelling, if you can't take arse or Mum, then best you skip this story. Enjoy. ***** Later that Month at the Car...
This is the continuation of storied titled "The Hidden Island", "The Island Revisited" & "A Shared Wet Fetish 9." They all relate to each other and you should read them first. ******* This story, like the ones mentioned above were told to me by my friend Jeff and I want to thank him for such marvelous material. ******* So, there was Brenda standing havi...
This falls into the category of sex when one or both parties need to pee. The story is laid mostly in an internee camp of 1942, through the recollections of a former female inmate, and told somewhat in flashback style. The story itself is fiction, but incorporates much of what has been written by real persons with similar experiences. It involves mild bondag...