She follows her new Master into the bedroom, nervous and a bit shy. When she reaches the center of the room she hears her Master's voice, "Stop." She comes to a halt, looking up at him questioningly. She stands there, smiling nervously, as his eyes rake up and down her body. He looks her in the eye and says "Take your clothes off." She blushes deeply but,...
Thanks to all who leave meaningful feedback. I enjoy emailing with you. Timmy Ibbotson: A promise never made can not be broken, and can never break a heart. + + + + We both went to THE Ohio State University. How did that ever come about, the THE prefix. It's not The Rutgers, The Stanford, or The Clemson. Maybe some math major won the contest to name the u...
On Thursday morning at 8:50, Camilla got out of Agape's car on Bay Street with her umbrella opened immediately after, for it was pouring rain. She thanked him for the ride to work and hurried into the building where the office was. As she went towards the elevator, she thought about her 'experimenting' on her dad. The marijuana and ecstasy definitely made hi...
When Callie came out of the dressing room Thursday afternoon, she was shocked to see her math teacher, Mr. Ferguson, sitting at one of the tables close to the stage. He must have come straight to the club after he left the school, just like she had. He hadn't noticed her yet, so she dashed back into the dressing room to try to calm down her racing heart. Si...
Author's Note: This story contains omorashi (pee desperation, wetting), diapers, and explicit descriptions of unsafe sex. If you prefer not to read about any of those it would be best to skip this story; otherwise, please enjoy. ************ Chapter 1 ************ Emma leaned idly against the chipped counter behind the cash register, watching the small s...
"And that's it?" I asked. "Yes, that's it," the old man said. I sat there in the corner of a little Starbucks, well away from everyone else. The gentleman I was speaking with sat back in the overstuffed leather chair opposite me. Starbucks wasn't where I wanted to meet but the old guy insisted. Muted conversations and nauseating light jazz filled the air...
[Note: This is a sequel to my story "T-shirt Weather." You probably don't need to read that one to understand this, but if you're curious about what went on with John and the magnolia tree, that's where you can find out.] * Senior year of college I moved off campus, like everybody else. But as a budding exhibitionist, I was more ambivalent about it than mo...
It had been about six weeks since I first met "Daddy" on Craigslist. I'd posted an ad looking for someone to come over and suck on my tits, and I'd ended up becoming part of this handsome older man's harem of big-titty sluts. He was in his sixties; I was in my twenties. Since then, I'd been sneaking out of my house every chance I got (I'm married) to go to...
This is a true account from Andy's point of view and a true story from his life - the actual on goings in Colorado are true, however the physical depictions were all derived from imagination obviously from the sounds Andy heard on the other end of the line - enjoy. * Andy met Toni on the internet. It was the spring of 2001. He was a 20 year old trainee in...
Full permission is granted to reproduce this work, provided credit is given to the author. The following is an adult story. If you are not 18, you cannot read it. If you are offended by sexually oriented material, stop now. This is my first attempt at writing a story any comments would be appreciated email. * * * * * I met Bill and Jane through an advert...