There is no real sex in this story, it is an introduction to a storyline. I wrote it for a friend based off of a fantasy of hers. There are two additional "chapters" and I will work on getting them posted soon. I hope you enjoy. ***** Staring at the clock again, it has only moved six minutes since the last time I looked up! "How can that be?" Quickly think...
"Wake up." In a daze, I looked up and saw the teacher glaring down at me. "You have fallen asleep in my class...again. That's at least once every week since semester. We have class three days a week." "Sorry, school sucks." Hi my name is Scarlett. I just turned 18 and am almost on my last week of high school. Thank god too cause my teachers absolutely de...
I was woken up the constant knock on my doors. It was my mother. "Wake up sleepy head. Parul has come to see you." She said while I leapt out of my comfortable bed. Shit, she's here. Why? I checked my cell phone and it had 4 missed calls from Parul. I looked around the room and saw the cum stains on the floor and one empty rum bottle by the side of the wa...
I didn't know Bill that well, even though Julie and I had moved in next door just after our wedding two years ago. It was one of those suburban realities that we would see him every now and then, tending his garden, tinkering under the hood of his old convertible Mustang, but beside a brief introduction when we moved in and a brief hello every now and then,...
II "Get the damn stool, and assume the position." David snapped at Gabi when she opened the door from the attic and stepped through it. He towered in the hallway, watching her with harsh eyes. "Your sinful ass is getting punished right now!" Shit! She was going to get spanked, again. Spanking wasn't the only punishment he dished out, but at least it was be...
This story was inspired by the Bob that I met in a bookstore that got away! Brwneyedwitch70 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "His name is Bob and he's a regular but a very cranky old man." Summer said as she pointed out a handsome older gentleman that entered the book store. "Oh." I replied. There really wasn't much more I could say since this was my first da...
OK, I can finally admit it.... I'm a voyeur. I get off on watching. Perversion? Well maybe, but I prefer the French term. Much more classy! I am an exhibitionist as well. I think that the two go hand in hand. (Pun intended). More on that at a later date; this story is about watching. There is a clothing optional beach not far from me. It is a perfect day t...
The van from the local radio station here in New York picked up the group at their hotel early the next morning. It must have been 6:00 am. Jennifer would be accompanying them on this trip, so she was in the bathroom of her R.V. when she heard Howie calling, “Jen! Come on, it’s time to go!” She stepped out of the bathroom, smoothing her hair one last time. H...
Note: English is not my first language and on top of that, this is the first story I have ever written. If you desire a story void of grammatical mistakes and with a rich vocabulary, this is not it. However, if you decide to read this story and want to give constructive criticism, know that I appreciate it. Where to find love Should one find love based o...
Blonde curls knotted at the top of Emily's head like an anchor— the perfect size to grip in my fist and guide her lips to my cock. Thick black-rimmed glasses framed her big blue eyes as she slouched across the desk, scanning an open textbook. I loved the way the blue thinned around her pupils as I fucked her — seeing such a visceral reaction always made my c...