A Sunday in February 'You'll have to wait until Sunday, baby.' 'Keep Sunday evening free in your diary, babygirl.' These and numerous similar statements had been keeping me itching for Sunday. However, nothing seemed out of the ordinary when Sunday finally arrived and I was starting to worry it was all just a big tease. As per usual, I got up first and d...
This is a tad shorter than the last instalment, but I had a few requests for more, so I banged this one out quick, so to speak. I had an idea to add an interactive touch – Anyone who has any ideas or requests concerning the direction they would like this story to go, email me, and if I see anything I like I might include it in the next chapter. Enjoy! * * *...
"OK, that's all for today. Have a good weekend, and remember to do the reading for next week. Oh, and Sam...please stay if you can." The students filed out, some of them had that 'ooh, he's in trouble' look on their face. I was in my tenth year teaching History at a small college. It was fairly satisfying, and gave me time to work on my books. Some student...
I woke up feeling drained, and comfortable. My covers were wound between my legs and I was using my larger quilt as a pillow. As per my always classy demeanor, I had been drooling through the night and my face needed to be nauseatingly peeled from my quilt. I get myself comfortable in bed, my covers placed over my body with my breasts hanging freely above th...
My name is Roland LaRoche and I'm a demon of Haitian descent living in Massachusetts. The life of a demon isn't easy, folks. Forget what you read in the books or see in the movies. Not every demon out there is hungering for human souls. Personally, I don't deal or trade in anything having to do with that business. Tell that to those assholes and bitches who...
These are my reluctant New Year's Eve Resolutions. Can't you tell? I'm posting them late. Normally, I don't make them because I don't keep them and then I feel bad that I failed in my quest to better myself in the New Year. This year is different. This year, I'm motivated. This year, I'm going to do it. My New Year's resolution #1 is that I'm going to exer...
[Author's Note: This story is mostly voyeuristic. There will be lots of spying, perving, teasing, masturbation, etc., with some exhibitionism and heavy petting/touching, but no full-on sex. It is a voyeuristic fantasy inspired by a friend's mom I knew in real life. Rochelle can also be found in my adult interactive fiction games "Encounter 1: Tim's Mom&...
In the year of our Lord 2024, Congress passed the 59th Amendment to the Christian States of America Constitution that read..."A well regulated population being necessary for the preservation of this Christian nation, the duty to bear children shall be enforced." The amendment led to laws that outlawed all forms of sex that ultimately resulted in pleasure......
Master is sending me to the mall today. He has allowed me to wear jeans today, with a thong. I've added a tight, sexy, gray blue sweater with small buttons, and a black french cut bra that shows off lots of cleavage. Out of my comfort zone, the mall is close to home. I'm trying to make up for yesterday's disappointment. I'm nervous, but I want to please Mast...
"Um, Bill?" Laurie broke away, "maybe we can show Kyle our room?" She caught me by surprise, but then I was hoping that something would happen. Soon the three of us were on the elevator with Laurie exchanging kisses with me and Kyle. She slipped me a little tongue, and turned to Kyle and locked her mouth on his. He grabbed her behind firmly. I watched my wi...