Author's note: This is part four of a story about a group of very close and special friends. Character development was done primarily in the first three parts, so it is best to read those first. All characters are 18 and are the subject of this FICTIONAL story. Thanks for reading and please VOTE! (5's are awesome, but only if deserved.) Thank you. *** C...
Damn, it was hot. I thought I was going to roast to death in the passenger car of that train; traveling to Missouri in the summer seemed like a good idea when I was desperate for any work, but now I was reconsidering my journey from eastern Pennsylvania. The open windows brought a blistering hot breeze along with enough cinders to choke me. Getting off at th...
The tutorial continues. Bianca walked, scruff brown dirt, fallen dried leaves and drips of spattered sunlight scattered behind in her wake. Her head turned from side to side, perhaps looking for redemption, or a safer route, or at least a moment to pause and ponder the path her steps were taking. Pushed forwarding, her hands clutched a folded map, her eyes...
Seated in the coffee shop on the high street, opposite the beauty salon, Nicki had a great view of the salon's waiting room. She was also beginning to understand the implications of Tom forbidding her to wear underwear. Walking down the high street, the winter wind blowing strongly, she had been acutely aware that a thin layer of skirt fabric was all that se...
Steve was surprised only by how quickly Gwen's detractors had managed to set things in motion. He had expected the 'dance' to begin during the summer recess. He was already feeling quite irritated when he was stopped by a TV reporter as he made his way through the airport. "Can you shed any light on these ethics violation accusations? What exactly is Gwen A...
Chapter 4: Maria's Test Last part in which all will be revealed. What is Maria's test? What is going on between her and Mike? Will Peter find he is a better man only to find his love is not as good a woman? Again, I am responsible any errors in translations. As always, many thanks to friend, fiend, and editor, LadyCibelle. * My name is Maria Marlene Lucin...
After I came down from my orgasmic haze, I was consumed with remorse. Shame filled me. Mrs. Reynolds hung around and held me and praised my slutty nature. She told me how proud of me she was. I had to admit, it helped. It didn't take it away, but it helped me continue. Mrs. Reynolds told me I needed to rest. I needed to clean myself up. She gave me specifi...
A.N. So...Christmas is over, but I wrote this anyway XD The Following Contains: Ms. Santa dickgirl, fucking the ass of Santa Claus if he was a young slim male with a cute fuckable ass XD Along with a lot of fetishes sorted out into the twelve days, which include, bdsm, ball busting, teasing and denial, slight pissing play, enema play, dirty talk, electro p...
Mrs. Fourtnoy's Surprise, Part I Fate had looked kindly on Mrs. Melissa Fourtnoy. She had climbed the corporate ladder in a mere eight years, surpassing others considered by many more worthy. She attained the position of Executive Secretary to the President and CEO of a major financial corporation, at the mere age of 34, located in the heart of Manhattan, N...
"So, you're going to be gone all day today, Susie?" Stephanie Beasley asked. She was an ample woman in a black pair of slacks and yellow sweater; her plump face with red hair, blue eyes and dimpled smile greeted Susanna Cox as she peeked over the cubicle. "Yes, Steffie, I'm going to be out all day." Susie sat wearing a white silk blouse with a blue skirt. B...