To refresh your memory I reproduce the last few lines of part 7: 'MOMMY' he shouted and embraced Razia. 'Nice to have you back' Razia said kissing the lad, 'you little rascal what are you doing here shouldn't you be in college?' 'Sure but due to unusually long dry spell there was no water in the hostel and the vacations were only a week away therefore t...
Many thanks to snowbear for editing this story. * It was a cruel awakening. I found myself naked in a shabby bed beside a worn out woman, probably twice my age. She too was naked but still sleeping and snoring. My head rang like a blacksmith shop and I was thirsty. The worst thing was that I hadn't the slightest idea who the woman was nor even where I was...
Jane rose and headed off towards the bathroom. Jane pressed the door handle down, and as she did so, there was an urgent call from Paul, "No, not THAT one!" but it was too late. The door swung open and it was NOT the bathroom. Jane found herself looking into what was clearly a bedroom, and there on the bed facing her was a man seated in the lotus position,...
Even More Reasons Why Not to Become a Gynecologist... (...And the gruesome, grotesque, and sometimes funny stories behind the scenes!) DISCLAIMER: The Following Story is completely and totally fictional. All of the characters are completely fictional with a true 100% real fact at the beginning of each chapter... If you are offended by certain sexual tho...
This is purely a work of fiction written as a first account story. But based on many years of real personal experiences, conversations with many people, reading online experiences/forums and basic knowledge of human psychology. ***** I am a woman in late 30s and a qualified Nurse Practitioner. Married with 2 children. I got into nursing though I was inter...
"And yet, girls sometimes form a habit of handling their sexual organs because they find a certain pleasure in so doing. Maybe they have never known that it is wrong, but usually they are ashamed of it, and as they go alone to practice this habit, it is called the habit of solitary vice... it causes a great many backaches and sideaches and other aches, tende...
As I turned in bed I thought my head would fall off. Cautiously, I opened one eye then the other. Through the crack in the window curtains I saw that at last the sun had penetrated through the clouds. I pulled myself into sitting position and lit a cigarette. 'God! What a night?' I felt that a hundred drums were beating in my head. What I really needed now w...
Authors Note: _Thank you for reading The P.A. I use pics in my stories quite a bit, they are there just to give an idea of the scene so will not always match up exactly with the story. This story is incest based and also deals with other kinks, namely BDSM. __I hope you enjoy the The P.A. Thanks for reading. Dansak . _ Further Note (29.10.2020): It’s been o...
Hello again! It's me, M.D. You know me. I ramrod a large part of a big-time banking operation. In my work, I buy up the worthless. I hire assistants to enhance it or repair it. Then I resell it for an enormous profit. Everybody gets rich, especially me. It's the same for white women. Yes! I'm a black man. I usually specialize in the beautiful young blondes...
His hand was on her back, pushing her down against the bed. The cuffs biting hard into her wrists as she felt her legs being forced apart, the chill air prickling along her skin before the shock of cold metal against her ankles as the cuffs locked in place. She tried to lift her head, to crane over her shoulder and see what was going on but her head was on...