My stomach hurt. I was lying in bed, eyes closed, sensing it was morning. I felt a heavy pressure on my abdomen and feared the worst. My brain flashed through a list of ailments that might manifest as stomach pain. I blinked my eyes open and reached down to feel the affected area. When I did, my startle reflex forced me back, scrambling towards the headboar...
It's been a year since you last held me in your arms. I can remember the last day. Hell – I can remember the first day. Your arms – the safest and best place to be. I don't remember the day I met you, but I remember the first day I noticed you. A school day, my first day with duties as a prefect I guess. I just couldn't believe you were at my school – coul...
Getting older is something that almost everyone either fears or hates. Most of them don't consider that we all get older every day! And that percentage-wise we age slower and slower as we get older. One year for a guy 100 y/o is ONE percent. For a 10 y/o it is TEN percent. And a lot of our aging is due to injuries and illness- we are about the same for a ye...
Introduction. This follows on from 'Getting Wet in the Park' submitted quite a while back now. To really enjoy this you probably need to read that first although this could be a stand alone story too I suppose. I don't usually write sequels, they seem to go lame, hopefully this doesn't fare too bad - some people were interested enough to wonder what might...
Charlie was deep in it now, being assessed by Miss Bell the beautician before she started work on removing all of Charlies hair below her soon to be plucked eye line. Candice the young pretty petite receptionist was also looking on to deepen Charlies humiliation. "Miss Bell, I'm really tight, but even my little pussy couldn't be satisfied by that little cli...
Sven stared at Kirsten. Standing just a few feet away with hands on her hips, that seemed even more luscious as they widened with her advancing pregnancy. He felt the sweat running down his forehead and threatening to blur his vision. It ran down his neck and onto his back too, collecting and staining the t-shirt he wore. He gritted his teeth and tried wit...
** Disclaimer! Like a lot of my stories this one features a girl with really a large endowment, and through the course of the story, she learns that she likes being "on top" best, perhaps even exclusively. Not everyone likes that kind of arrangement so I thought I'd give everyone a 'heads up'! Also, there's some discussion of politics surrounding transgender...
Um. I suppose you want a bit of background about me and the situation I was in. Well, I'm Mary-Ann. I'm nearly twenty and currently at Uni doing a double degree and I've nearly finished. I flatter myself that I'm quite good looking, intelligent, healthy and fit. I jog in the mornings, and it keeps me toned up. The situation. Well, like I said, I'm at Uni. W...
Chapter Seven "Detroit!" Jacquie exclaimed as she looked up from the tour itinerary she'd been reading. "That's where our next gig's gonna be. I've always wanted to go there." "Home of the MC5 and Iggy Pop," remarked Judy Dildo. "And much more importantly," I said. "The home of Techno." "It'll be good to see Juan Atkins or Derrick May on the decks," said...
My name is Abigail and I attend St. Katherine's College for Women. 'St. Kate's believes in equal education for women. That is why we offer college courses, taught by women, for women, to prepare the young adults of today for a brighter tomorrow'...I believe that's how the slogan goes. Most girls stay on for two years and move on to the University, but St. Ka...