Brenna's belly swelled against her T-shirt, reminding Jerome that he needed to persuade her to let him buy her some new clothes. So far, even though at five months pregnant she had little that fit her anymore, she'd started worrying about money every time he'd mentioned shopping. "Are you sure you don't want anything else for supper?" Brenna asked, turning...
It started out like most any other Saturday morning. I was just heading over to a friends place so we could blow the day doing the usual nonsense two twenty-something guys do when they have too much spare time. Little did I know it would turn into the best day of my life. First I guess this story needs a little set up. This happened a couple of years ago, b...
Gillian Worsley was worn out from her early morning swim at the Leeds International Pool. A former national breast stroke champion, she was determined to keep her fitness levels up, but she had to admit at 37, perhaps she should drop 6 or 7 lengths every few days. Mind you, she thought, if I slept a bit more, instead of living life at 100 miles per hour, I'm...
When we last saw Miss Lucie she was in a dismal state. Stripped and thrashed by Miss Bulstrode and the other Wardens in front of the very girls she had abused, she had then been marched out of Hazely Reformatory and left to fend for herself. Writhing in pain, burning with humiliation, she had dragged herself to the bus stop, her only thought being to get hom...
A few weeks had gone by since my initial sexual encounter with my roommates. I was exhausted, every day I'd arrive home from college to find they had yet another surprise in store for me. I'd been fucked by both of them in every which way I could imagine possible, but today I was to discover just how wrong I could be. As I walked through the front door I he...
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The next day, when Brenda was released from the hospital, Jerome brought her to his house. "Everything I own is still in my apartment," she protested when they got out of his car in his driveway. "Not everything," Jerome replied. "I took your keys with me and got Emery to help me move a few things. You're not getting out of it, Brenna. I want you with me so...
He lent over me slowly. I twitched slightly from his hand that rested on my hip. His eyes looked deep into mine. He looked serious and focused on what was about to happen, but he also seemed more than a little nervous. I moaned and whimpered as our lips met. We kissed softly and gently at first. He was holding back a little I think. I felt his hand slide up...
(It was the autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my new hobby of bird watching. In the grounds of Spathford Grange Academy for Girls I had been captured by five pretty 19 year old girls named Ingrid, Kasandra, Emily, Norika and Sarah. They had stripped me naked and had begun taking an interest in 'facesitting' me in their dormitory and mak...
It felt like a jack hammer was drilling a hole into her skull when Louise awoke the following morning. She groaned when Gillian's alarm rang shrilly. "Turn the fucking thing off," she muttered from beneath her pillow. "GOT A HANGOVER, LOVE?" shouted Gillian with amusement. "It serves you right for drinking all that crap last night." Nausea threatened to ov...