You wake up, startled to see two busty nurses tending to your injuries. They apparently hadn't seen your eyes open, and you quickly close them, listening to their conversation with keen interest. "The kid's been out of it for a year now," one of the girls' said - briefly opening one eye, you manage to see that she's a sexy, young (20-ish) long, dir...
(Author's note: while this story and the branches in it are based on web sites such as "NetVideoGirls" and "Backroom Casting Couch," I have no claim to their intellectual property, the names of the sites, or anything like that. To be honest, I don't even subscribe to them. Thank you for all the views! I've started five threads on here, on...
Gutierrez Janitorial Services, whose office lies in a seedy neighborhood not far from the Saint Laurent Mall, is one of the largest cleaning companies in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. They compete with Aramark and GDI and the other big shots for access to schools, labs, shopping centers and Canadian government buildings. The owner, Marisol Gutierrez has a com...
Unlike many in the business you're not a loan shark, you charge 'competitive rates' and only choose those who can pay you back. Possibly because of this you're not loaded either. But you're fair and frequently give extensions making you almost a respected member of the community. Which considering your job is no small feat. Of course there are always acciden...
Note: For this chapter, I have switched to a first-person narrative. * I wasn't quite ready for the kiss that Stacey landed on me when I showed up for work again. She wasn't bashful at all. In fact, she made a point of tongue-kissing me in front of any of the mall staff, shop staff, and customers present. She wanted the entire shopping center to know that...
Welcome to the Diary of Lust. Please choose a character and tell us her story, which is of course filled with sexual adventures at every turn, be it consensual or not. Now let's start by choosing your heroine. Disclaimer : The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this story are fictitious. Nobody in this story, and no outfit or corporatio...
Greetings, folks. My name is James Tomasi Bjorn. A tall, good-looking, golden brown-skinned and green-eyed man of African-American and Swedish descent. I'm currently touring North America, and like many young men, I'm looking for adventure. What kind of adventures? Well, that's what this story is all about, folks. I lead the kind of life other people can onl...
Meet the Lutz family. Well, that's their legal name, anyway. Most people who know them refer to them by their nickname: the Slut family. Marsha Lutz is a widow, 42 years old, and the very definition of a MILF. Her husband died almost ten years ago -- probably from exhauation -- leaving her to raise their twin boys and one daughter. Marsha's husband left her...
Ed grew up in a quiet cul de sac in a nice neighbourhood, nothing bad had ever really happened to him until he was 8 when his dad died in an accident. Life could have taken many turns but his mom, Holly, was a strong woman who avoided despair and instead concentrated on raising her son as best she could as a widowed mother. Her husband's life insurance had p...
Yeah, yeah, yeah... I know it's going to sound more than a little clichéd, but it all started on a dark and stormy night. I was on my way home from a business meeting in San Antonio. I probably would have made it too, if I was willing to drive all night through the rain, but then I'm glad that I didn't. I never would have met Consuela if I hadn't! I was alr...