This is my first story. There is no sex in this one because this is meant to be a series but I am planning on adding a BDSM theme to it. Enjoy! Kara Chapter One "I finally made it," Laura said as she exhaled a breathe of relief. She stood in front of the dorm she would be living in for the next three years (she promised herself that she wo...
She was conscious only of the book in her hand and the steady passage of stations until she felt the prickling sensation of eyes upon her. Glancing up she was suddenly aware of how empty the carriage was. Looking left or right, there was only her, and the boy. She'd noticed him when he'd got on just after King's Cross, then had forgot about him as the rumbl...
You arrive at the bar at 9 PM, as instructed. The joint is dismal, with only a few cars parked out front. This both relieves and disappoints you somehow. Upon entering, you find he has already arrived, sitting in an intimate booth near the back. He spots you immediately, rising from his seat, but does not come over to greet you. You find this odd, but smil...
As She sat in Her vehicle waiting for him to arrive, She ran the events that were about to take place through Her mind once more, making certain nothing was left out. They had chosen a local Steak 'n Shake for their first meeting. A friendly, inconspicuous, and harmless venue it would seem to be. Opening Her purse, Mistress ran Her fingers over the rubber ba...
Our sex life had gone downhill with our income Cathy and I had been married for just a couple of years. I had lost the good job that I landed out of college the summer before. I finally found work two weeks before Christmas. It didn't pay nearly as much as my old one and I had the graveyard shift as well Its Christmas morning and I'm coming home tired, swea...
Dear Diary... Going to see a therapist isn't one of the things I could ever see myself doing a few years ago and yet here I am sitting in the waiting room waiting for my third appointed time to speak with Dr Karen on a few of my overwhelming addictions. My addictions have gotten so bad recently that I have almost acted upon them with total strangers, and n...
For those of you that have read my past stories, you'll find this a little different. First, it's written in the first person. You'll see why. Second, it's somewhat tongue-in-cheek. I dedicate it to Mr. Anonymous; you know who you are. So here's to you, Mr. Anonymous. And to your wife, eh? * * * Several months ago, I had gone online to see if any new comme...
I woke up that morning and knew my body was getting ready to menstruate. My clit was itching to be rubbed and my breasts were hard and tight, my nipples aching to be played with. I sighed and went about my day, trying to plan a way for my boyfriend, Sam, to give me some relief. At noon, Sam called me on his break at the museum. It was perfect timing as I co...
The morning sun crept around Darren's dark blue curtain, barely illuminating his apartment. On his bed lay a simpering little black sissy slut, covered in her own cum. Her eyes were closed but she was stirring—Bambi's sleep would be over soon. Her platinum blonde hair was a mess. Her bright pink lipstick was smeared. Her plump lips were heavy and her holes w...
Ava (29 yrs.) is a true blonde (40-24-36) who stands half-naked in front of the bathroom mirror. Her blonde hair drops down to her shoulders as those magnificent tits flop freely. Her fingers button up white garters to white stockings, and then to white lace panties. She turns around in a circle and giggles. Both of her hands cup those tits and she admires t...