Alice sat quietly in the passenger seat of Nicole's car, relieved that the first week back to school was finally over. Originally Alice was looking forward to getting back, she believed it would be a chance to escape the life she was being forced to live, a chance to try and talk with her friend Kim and hopefully bring some of sanity back into her life. To b...
This is the continuation of Sasha Milovic. I know it's been quite a while since Chapter 3, but fear not! I have not forgotten about Accepted, life just happens to get in the way sometimes. I've worked on Chapter 4 for quite awhile, but the world outside of the internet just wouldn't let me finish it until now. I hope it was worth the wait, and thank you for...
Gloria Winters had finally graduated from college four years before and she was very glad to be out on her own. Her parents, who were pretty well off and who paid her entire way through school, also gave her a lucrative sum of money as a graduation gift. Dad had a very good paying job in pharmaceuticals and Gloria grew up needing nothing. As would be expecte...
My name is Caitlin Mendel. A five-foot-ten, lean, blonde-haired and green-eyed, deeply nerdy Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Saint Marcus College, a local two-year school, and these days, life is okay. I like the way the school is looking this year. Forty two percent of the eight-thousand-person student body is of A...
Night was falling on the small town. Kendra and Mariana were both stumbling back to their dorm. The women attended the small town’s local college. It being a Friday, in true college form there were parties to be had and clubs to hop and the pair had been partying for hours and were quite inebriated. As they stumbled down the darkened street, the spotted one...
(Authors disclaimer: Art pictured is not my own, credit goes to the artist (Possibly Triuni). All characters are at least 18 years old and/or considered sexually mature for their species.) The bell above me jingles as I push open the front door and enter the bookshop. Discovering the bookshop by chance during my wanderings, I had immediately made a beeline...
I’m in my late twenties now, and married. We don’t have kids yet, and aren’t really worrying about it. We’re just fucking a lot. Actually, I have fucked a lot all my adult life; at least since I was eighteen. I remember that because I remember the first cock I ever had inside me, and it was on my eighteenth birthday. I thought of it as my birthday present...
A collection of tales where various non-white (or mixed race) women are cruelly used, with a focus on raceplay as a part of the backdrop of their degradation. RACIALLY CHARGED CONCEPTS AND LANGUAGE WILL BE USED. Non-consent, incest, and more dark stuff will almost certainly be present. Enjoy. AUTHOR'S NOTES These stories, like any stories I write, are purel...
1. Becoming a lesbian sissy slut I was eighteen years old when I became a girl. Or rather: When I was turned into a submissive lesbian sissy slut by my High School teacher, Miss Johnstone. She was an imposing woman, in her late fifties, tall and with short cropped grey hair. She had piercing green eyes and a well-trained body that she kept in shape by regul...
In part one Lynne Mathiesson is hired by the actress, Fatima to teach her daughter how to ride a horse in preparation for a role in Fatima's new movie. When Fatima discovers Lynne's sexual orientation she asks Lynne to help with Petra's character development to help prepare her for the role of a lesbian in World War Two Britain. Tonight Lynne has been invite...