I awoke late the next morning, Saturday March 7th, grateful that I had nothing scheduled for the entire weekend. I probably could use all the time I had to recover from my exertions last night at the Candidate Ceremony (WVC Ch.9). My butt was so sore that couldn’t sit down, so I spent all day in bed. Looking in the mirror, I was surprised to see how flami...
Fiona spent a busy week after her trip to New York and her amazing adventure at the airport. She gave notice at her job and contacted an agent regarding renting out her house. Then she steeled herself to complete the paperwork to change her name from Fiona Tinsalot to Miss Tits-a-lot. She put most of her furniture in storage and sent bags of blouses, sweater...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Or is it? All characters herein are imaginary. Or are they? All events described here are fictitious. Oh, really? All locales described here are real and actual. If you had been to the unnamed places, you would recognize them. But this story is not to be taken seriously. Or is it? All sexual activity depicted here invol...
Regulars to this series will know the score by now, newcomers are strongly urged to go back to Part 1. This is a story about doctors and nurses, and a few other people. It is a long story, a complicated story and a fucking horny story, even if I do say so myself. It was horny to me writing it and I hope it will be as horny for you reading it. I am planning...
All the characters featured in this story are a minimum of 18 years old. * It had been a momentous few weeks for the 18 year old Colin Goss. Hopefully you will recollect the difficulties young Colin had faced for most of his adolescence. A generally low achiever who had seemed doomed to be one of life's misfits or never weres, he had long searched for but...
When did I first meet Libby? It must have been when I first went down to the town, when I was 20, and going out with Sandra, my first girlfriend. Sandra wasn't a very satisfactory girlfriend but she was my first, so I was eternally grateful to her. She was sassy and sexy and, in spite of that, rather prudish, at least with me, and refused to take all of her...
It was cold again. Tania could feel the heat that lingered after the absence of her Master wither under the frigid air that now wrapped around her naked skin. Like invisible tendrils, she felt it dance along her spinal cord, and reach up under her sweat-heavy blonde hair, tickling at her neck cruelly. Goosebumps tightened her skin, and just then, she could...
"I cannot take sides, I don't have that luxury," Margarethe spoke slowly, carefully, as if reciting an oft used and hard learnt text. "It does not matter what my personal feelings are, I cannot take sides, I can only act for the good of all." Margarethe paused, looking deep into Lucy's eyes, for a moment she hesitated, then, "Perhaps your friend can be of mo...
8. Eddie's Second Session The week since my wife's first session with Eddie passed quickly, and soon it was Friday again. Her surrogacy appointment with her virgin teenage client wasn't until 8:00 p.m., so we had a leisurely dinner at home and watched a little television before our nervous anticipation (yes, she admitted to some, too) started to set in. To...
My wife, Susan, and I got married pretty young, almost out of high school. As soon as I met her, I knew I had found the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. As perfectly matched as we were, she had never been sexually motivated, I could see glimpses of the sexual animal I wanted to bring out in here from time to time. But, for the most part, it wa...