I spent my first night back home at Norman Hall tortured by sinfully erotic dreams. This was no doubt the fault of my mother, Lady Beatrice, who had barely welcomed me back before taking me to her chambers to begin my hands-on instruction in the art of orally sodomizing the male penis. When I'd risen that morning I'd been an acolyte nun, with no anticipati...
The second person stood directly in front of the hole, blocking my sight and creating more frustration for me. What. The. Hell? My confidence diminished as I contemplated having to deal with two men at the same time. If it actually was another man, that is. I hadn't even had experience with one man so I didn't think there was any possibility of taking them...
"We need to talk!" The universal phrase that means someone is in deep shit came out of my mouth like the knell of doom. Sue stopped and looked at me for a moment, and then continued on towards the stairs, dragging that stupid little suitcase behind her. One wheel jittered from side to side as it always did, annoying me even more. "We can talk after I've r...
After the death of my first husband, I pretty much retreated from the world. I used to be outgoing and gregarious - a regular social butterfly. Not only that, but I loved to flirt and tease. I loved how I could throw a guy for a loop by bending forward and making sure he got to see my girls in their slipcases. And Greg, my husband, used to love watching me w...
This is the story of how a young man went to a college reunion and came home with a paper bag full of women's underwear. The College of the Sacred Heart in Providence, R.I., was founded in 1872 as an offshoot of Sacred Heart Convent. Its enrollment had, of course, been restricted to women for many years; but by the close of the twentieth century, with its n...
Anna meets Peter. I wheeled my bike across the plaza and leaned it up against the bench in front of the shops. As usual, it was a warm day in Palo Alto and I like to eat my lunch on the Stanford campus or the nearby pedestrian areas. I am currently teaching at an all-girls catholic school about a 5 minute ride away but I like to leave the school grounds and...
***Author's note: Series contains graphic imagery of incest.*** Maddi couldn't remember the last time she was so at ease around Diana. She lay curled in her sister's lap as Diana continued to groom her. Occasionally, the sensation of escaping cum would flood between Maddi's legs. But she found herself placing a careful finger at her slit to play with the st...
The Interview Kathryn M. Burke I have to say, the ad was pretty interesting. I'm Marcia Waters. Having just graduated from NYU with a degree in comp lit, I was immediately faced with an obstacle. How does a fairly smart (and, if I do say so myself, reasonably cute) twenty-two-year-old girl support herself in the big city with a degree in comp lit? Most...
My wife Alison had always been, shall we say, reticent when it came to exploration and unusual experiences in our sex-times after we were married some years ago. Her idea of good sex had been lying on her back, pleasing me as I shagged into her until I climaxed, and then demanding that I please her with my hands or my lips or my tongue. Just occasionally wit...
This is the eight part of the series and takes place after the last part. I suggest you read the previous parts to understand the people and how they got to this part of the story. ***** Karla and I walked into the dining holding hands. Anne, Bob, Mistress Emma, and Hans were sitting at a table and they waved us over to join them. Karla and I were naked. W...