Melissa "Missy" van Zandt was thrilled beyond words at the happy new life she was living. Now, her entire life revolved around sex and sexual pleasures. She was fucking and sucking around the clock and she loved it. Right now, the pretty girl was on her knees sucking a huge, fat cock while another pretty young thing was eagerly licking her pussy. This was th...
Ah, the 80's: leg warmers, too much hair spray, MTV playing actual music, and kids doing stupid things because they were bored (the Internet wasn't a thing yet). Here's a story from that time, so long ago... --- "Let's play Truth or Dare!" There was a collective groan. Missy spoke up, "Chantal! We're not 13 anymore." Indeed not...Chantal, Missy, and thei...
Raj, Howard, and Leonard were walking through the corridor at CalTech discussing black holes and having a pleasant conversation without Sheldon taking over the conversation for once. "On the other hand, some physicists are concerned that if the super collider actually works, it will create a black hole and swallow up the Earth ending life as we know it," L...
All characters are over 21 years old. ***** As soon as Missy entered her apartment she lifted her skirt and ran her fingers over the front of her panties- extending them downward to cup her Venus Mound and the front of her pussy. Her panties were everyday cotton but the fabric was thin enough to reveal the smoothness of the newly waxed skin below rather th...
Here is a second installment in my Mick and Missy's story. I wrote this as a gift for a special person. All characters in this story are fictional. I have had fun writing this story about a student that deliberately mocks and humiliates his teacher using her own language to subjugate and dominate her. This is a very special education. Enjoy, xantu M...
Miss Smith continues her home studies. Mick pushes her a little hard and brings up some bad childhood memories. Enjoy xantu When he had finished eating the slice of cake in front of him, Mick stood and looked down at missy kneeling on the floor at his feet. "Get yourself something to eat and then clean up in here. When you are finished come downstairs."...
Chapter 2: Sharing Missy didn't wear pants as we walked over to Julie's apartment. Missy was a petite lady with long blonde hair. She was quite a sight wearing nothing but a white t-shirt. By holding it down she had managed to mostly cover herself. In the front the t-shirt came just low enough to hide her pretty blonde bush. This came at the cost of it be...
Missy liked being a waitress. She especially liked it at noon when the Sour Dough was so busy her mind was totally occupied by the messages she brought to the kitchen and the completed messages she brought back to the impatient, hungry customers. She thought of food like that, the need for it a message, the return of it an expressed, made-real message. She...
After months of hesitation and much soul-searching, a momentous decision finally got made. The big Black dude burst into Mistress Chocolate's den in downtown Ottawa, Ontario, and told her of his rather unusual request. The six-foot-tall, gorgeous Black Canadian female dominant listened to him, and then agreed to make his most forbidden fantasy come true. It...
Note from the Author I would like to take a moment to thank everyone that has been reading along with Abby's adventures. All of the comments, and private messages, have been really encouraging. Please don't hesitate to comment or send me a mail. I always try and respond to each of them. This is a stand-alone short story that I wrote several years ago abou...