Margaret lived at the end of a quiet cul-de-sac. Her life followed the same routine most weeks, 2 mornings helping out in the local charity shop, Wednesdays coffee and cake in town with her friends, and on a Sunday she attended the 9.30am service at Our Lady's. Nothing ever really happened, life just passed by pleasantly. However, recently things had started...
"What is all this Aashish?" Read my Skype message for my boy friend. Pasted along with it were few portions of the chat transcript of his with his three month old internet chat pal 'Megha Ray'. You won't believe what the chat transcript had. At least I didn't when I read it at first. They were discussing their sexual fantasies and one of the fantasies of Aas...
EXTRA TRAINING We broke open a third bottle of wine and I decided to ask Sue more about her insatiable appetite for sex. I was still fascinated by the contract between her day job as a respectable and responsible Head Teacher and her rampant nymphomania in private. She thought it stemmed from a mixture of a strict upbringing in the late 1950's to which she...
The dismissal bell echos throughout the school and release two-thousand teenagers into the wild. I drag myself out of my desk, slip into my coat and bookbag, and begin to shuffle towards the bus parking lot. The buses won't leave for another ten minutes and even if I miss mine I live literally a mile away from school so I can walk. If I have to. I step out o...
Author's note: This story runs concurrent to my other story, "Teacher's Pet". It would make more sense if you read that story in its entirety first before reading this story. Over the course of the next week, Tish acted like any student in class, for the most part. Sarah did notice that despite her fashion sense, which diverged from the popular crowd, Tis...
I had always suspected that deep down I was somewhat of a cumslut, though I had no idea it would lead me to the experience I had a couple of weeks ago the day after my best friend's wedding...but first you need to know a bit about my past. At around age 18 I discovered the pleasure of trying on my sister's underwear; the first time I pulled on a pair of her...
It’s a simple enough arrangement. I’ll be your rape-slut for two hours. My boyfriend doesn’t like it. He doesn’t trust you. Even though you’re his brother. He thinks you’ll fuck me up. He thinks you’re a nasty, sick, abusive little bastard who’ll turn me into a stretched-out whore. But that’s why I want it. He’s in the house somewhere, stopwatch at the rea...
Ch. 07: Compromised The Doctor and I had reached a turning point. He referred to it as a 'breakthrough.' I would call it the point at which I compromised –or was compromised, depending on how one sees it. At any rate, I realized for the first time that if I could please him enough, I might be able to convince him that I was recovering from my 'dysfunction,'...
The day started out like every other day. Woke up, dragged myself to the bathroom; Stepping in the shower, (I sleep in the nude...) still not fully awake, I let the water cascade over my head. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, I closed my eyes and could feel the water flow over me. I pushed my hair back off my face as the water baptized me, and matted my hair down. I grabbe...
Chapter 4 – A Portrait for the Office I know Chris' progress has been too slow for some of you. But, I as I said in the beginning, she IS shy – hence the title. These are my real stories of getting her to open up, show some skin and have some fun. I think its working, as you can SEE in this update. Not outrageous for some women, but Chris does n...