3 There was an uncomfortable time period after which I had received my acceptance letter and lost my job, but hadn't left for college yet so was still living with Jay. Jay had completely turned his back on me. He couldn't face me for some reason. When I'd gotten accepted he must've felt I'd left him, so instead of supporting me, or maybe even fucking follow...
"Honey, I'm home!" Richard yelled, closing the front door behind him. He'd lucked out and gotten the day off early and wanted to surprise his wife, Helen. When he didn't hear a reply right away, he walked up the stairs toward their bedroom. Puzzled, he looked down and saw a bra laying on the ground, as if it had been stripped off and discarded there. Down t...
MONICA LURES DENISE INTO GROUP SEX Denise Morris, a 40-year-old attractive blonde, was lounging around in her bikini at the club waiting for Nadine after the tennis lesson. Denise decided to have a drink with Monica, something that she didn't do that often at the club in the sun. She had one then two frozen daiquiris and it seemed to relax her. The pool was...
Justine: FIRST BONDAGE * ONE Justine paused at the door of the shingled Berkeley house--built in the twenties, probably; mature pine trees, slightly unkempt landscaping like all the others on this residential block--ordinary, charmingly seedy. So why was she standing here, sweating slightly, so reluctant to ring the doorbell? Twenty nine, an associate pro...
Derrick is an asshole. He's my best friend but he's also an asshole. We played professional basketball in Barcelona for three seasons together. We won one championship and fucked half of Europe together. I love him like a brother but he's an asshole. When I met Colette she had just finished her law degree at Lycée Condorcet. The first thing I noticed was h...
AUTHOR'S NOTE **** Hey everyone ... thank you so much for reading! I am so flattered that my story has evoked such passion for poor Justine's plight. I feel that I need to explain a bit about who she is here before you read this next entry. As difficult as it is to admit, in a lot of ways, Justine is me ... I have lived most of this story. (So for those of y...
At this point of the story, Sam is completely gone. His transformation to Samantha (in both body and mind) is complete. Samantha is happily married to Sasha, with Megan as their live-in servant. On the night of their first anniversary, Sasha asks for Samantha's blessing to date her sister Justine. Story note: The family does have young children, but I don'...
A tiny man sat perched on my forehead tapping at my skull with a minute hammer and chisel. It did not hurt as much as it was the most annoying sensation I had felt in a long time. He worked tirelessly, until I swatted at him to make him stop. As my hand flew at him I smacked myself in the face hard forcing consciousness. I was now coherent and could see that...
Chapter 9: Where There is Hate, Let There Be Love... Justine and I look at each other and mouth the name, "Darlene?" Darlene jumps off the car, places both hands on her hips and screams, "Billy Bob!" Justine and I look at each other and mouth the name, "Billy Bob?" "Darlene how could you run off with these two old fucks and let them do those things to y...
I lay there next to Justine with Diane on her other side and reflected on how my life had made such incredible changes in such a short time. I had been shaken out of my comfortable life as a nobody by an ugly little blind girl. Now in the space of a few months I had taken two cherries and fallen in love. I did love Justine; I knew it after just one date and...