Four nights away in Oxfordshire was the idea, visit some places and enjoy ourselves. John always likes me to dress nicely, and for the trip down, chose a grey fitted shortish sweater dress, baby pink stockings, and my heeled ankle boots, he also chose my six strap black suspender belt, which he loves because the bumps show through the dress, but we were goi...
I heard her heels clack across the floor as she moved around dusting the table in my condo. "Monsieur your feet." She wasn't even close to being French. In fact I knew more french than she did... but she was doing a excellent job of keeping my condo clean. I reached down and tapped my coffee cup and watched her balance herself on the 4 inch heels she had br...
I don't know what the average webcam girl looks like, but I was pretty sure Tanya wasn't it. Not having ever looked at cam sites, though I had seen a bit of porn, I imaged plucked and primped, perhaps large breasts and very out there. Tanya is shortish, not really curvy, bookish and nerdy even, with smiling hazel eyes. Her smile starts in her eyes, even wh...
This surreal day of shopping continued. Up to this point in my life, it would turn out to be one of the most humiliating days in public for me. It was unlike anything I could have expected, or could have imagined happening to me. As young Alexis Barron continued her day of selfish shopping at Oaktown Mall, my feelings of humiliation continued to grow. Thes...
This is the first chapter in a multiple chapter series. This chapter contains so sex, but is the set up for the other chapter where there will be plenty (I promise), but this is just the back story that will be the background for all of the following stories. *** The summer I turned twenty, during my summer break from UCLA, I got a job working on a drywall...
I would suggest reading the first two stories about Carly before reading this one to follow her journey, however you can read this one on it's own. Carly is very real and one of the bravest and most daring young women I have ever known. Enjoy! * Hi Everyone, Nikki here, I hope you all had a happy and safe New Years. Back a few days ago, December 28th to b...
Dear readers! Thank you oh so much for all of the comments, praises, criticisms, and guidance through feedback and the viewable comments. I really do appreciate them and have been slowly working through the next story that needs to be told about one of the characters from Vorhees. I hope you enjoy this one, I have been working hard to make it right and am ho...
It had begun innocently enough, fifteen of us reunited several years after graduating from college, sitting around having drinks joking and teasing one another, recalling some of our more glorious and not so glorious moments together in school, recalling some of those girls we'd fucked, what hot little cunts they were, and wondering whatever became of them....
Norman Cox was a fifty-eight year old geography master at Talbot School. He had attended that morning's rugby match on the school playing field, a close loss to St Peter's, and then driven forty miles to Rhyl in his maroon Hillman Minx. The holiday season was coming to an end. Most of the crowds had gone home for another year and there was a distinct chill...
She was silently sipping the coffee she had just bought from the cute server at the sugar plum cafe. I had watched her from the car when she went in to buy it. How he looked at her when she bent down to pick up the change she dropped on the floor.I could see the rapport they had in their body language. When they talked the flirting was obvious. The subtle...