NOTE: Since a lot of people were turned-off by the infantilism and diaper play, I decided to change the second part of the story. Enjoy! * Final exams were OVER! I had practically skipped out of school with the other seniors. A bunch of us had gone to Denny's over in Kingsland for some brunch, and then over to Matt Kitchens' house for an impromptu party. I...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had me figured out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and webs...
St Paul boasted one all-female college: Myra Shrewsbury Teachers' College, its 1890s and Art Deco buildings clad in ivy and set in verdurous grounds. All its staff were women. Busts and portraits of its presidents- bespectacled and ferocious- glowered like female deities of vengeance, arranged in its vestibule, as if to frighten off any creature who dared to...
Mrs Reilly's Victorian-era house was considered one of the finest in Brewer: made of Kasota, the premier building stone of Minnesota, it featured colonial revival lines with an off-centre tower and Tudor arches. The attendance at the widow's afternoon tea was big, fully 30 or so ladies, all divorced or widowed Moms. And all so very well-dressed, in their w...
In my mid 20s I learned to embrace the fact that I am a slut. I mostly did this by taking control over my situation and enjoying myself. Up to that point I had stumbled around and had whatever sexual experiences had come my way but at this stage I started to actively pursue the things I was keen to experience. The biggest one of these was Domination. I had...
We had had 'The Talk' in the afterglow of that first evening of sex in our newly-revised relationship, less than a month before we exchanged vows. There is nothing more abjectly terrifying – for either person – than laying bare your soul at such an intimate level. He admitted his wants, needs, and desires; I reciprocated. He did, indeed, have a 'sissy' strea...
As they say, time flies… well, you know the rest. We settled into a pattern of functional schizophrenia, acknowledging the existence of both 'Alan' and 'Angie' to cope with the requirements of his career, versus the desires of our private lives. When either one was present, the other was referred to in the third person, if at all. Inevitably, there wa...
Summary: Lucky guy gets kinky romantic encounter with hot teacher. Note: This is a 2018 Holiday Story so please vote. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Wayne, and Robert for editing this series. MILF for Christmas Being a brand-new high school teacher, I was overwhelmed by all the minutia of duties and student counseling they hadn't taught me in college....
This is a Summer Lovin' Contest Please give me the courtesy of your vote. All characters in the story are all over the age of 18-years-old. * A retired stripper and prostitute goes in business for herself "Debbie, Dear Debbie, Be honest. Tell me the truth. In the way that women barely wear any clothes during the summer, are all women whores?" Signed,...
We were on our second Margaritas when Melissa caught me looking at her cleavage. She smiled and leaned across the little bar table, her brown, curly hair hanging in ringlets around her pretty face: "Hey, can I tell you a secret?" She and I weren't really going out, not exactly. I didn't know what the heck we were, to tell the truth. I'd met her because I wo...