Part One: Summer looks back. Yep. It's that one day special day and he is out of town. Happy anniversary to me. Ok, I knew he had this trip planned, but it's still a bummer. I've already decided to go into the next town for dinner, by myself, to celebrate: No girlfriends, no work mates, just me. Dress up a little, do some window shopping, have a couple drin...
If you recall from "White TV + Black Gangsta - 1st Date", I am submissive white TV Jill, and my black gangsta boyfriend is Jesse. After our first date, Jesse visited me regularly. Whenever he could get away from his longtime black girlfriend, he would sometimes call me, and sometimes just show up at my apartment door! That surprised me at first. The first...
I watched you walk by but you didn't see me standing there so I followed behind you. Admiring your ass as you walked down the sidewalk, thinking about all times you have teased me. You have done it online, in person, over the phone, through pictures, in texts messages. You thought it was so cute and fun to tease me. To talk about spanking, being tied up, usi...
Megan walked slowly towards the door of the house. She would have turned and fled a long time before if Jean hadn't collected her, and wasn't with her as they approached. Truth be told, Megan would never have left her own house if Jean hadn't picked her up. It wasn't that Jean was forcing her -- quite the opposite. Jean had given her several opportunities...
It's Saturday night and I'm sitting here watching my beautiful young wife putting the final touches to her already immaculate make up before we go to the party thrown by her boss and his wife. She's wearing yet another new dress, one of many she's bought recently since beginning her job as the personal assistant to the head of a large property company. It'...
I am attempting to make these stories stand-alone as well as make sense in a series. If you like this, make sure to read my other stories. Think of your votes and comments as your contribution to my stories! Thanks! After the week I'd had so far, including my most recent ordeal at the softball fields, I didn't figure it could get much worse. Today I had be...
Below is my own personal diary. I started a week after I turned 18. It was meant then to be a record for myself of what I thought then would be the craziest week of my life. How wrong I was. I'm 19 now, and what you're about to read is how I slept with no less then 365 men in 365 days. A different man a day. As you'll soon see, sometimes I slept with men r...
Two weeks later . . . Alissa Willcott walked up to the front door of her parents' mansion and wondered what she should do. There was a time, not so long ago, when Alissa would have just walked right in, after all, this was where she grew up. But having gone away to college, and having learned about her mother's sexual perversions, Alissa suddenly felt like...
The tension in the air was so thick it was like being under water. My eyes were fixed on the road and my hands gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles were white. I was furious. Furious at my wife and she was just as angry with me. We were on our way to a party at a friend's house and both of us sat silently; too angry to talk, because if we did, it w...
Me and Jane hadn't been getting for a while. When we first started seeing each other it was amazing! She had the same kinks as me, and liked sex even more than I did. Many was the time I'd be woken up by shifting position in bed to play with my cock, which would invariably lead to fucking her. When we first started fucking, before we were properly a couple...