"We are slaves to our own life styles." Kevin was not really listening to Professor Wexley as she started out the first day of class in Sociology 101. For Kevin this was a brand new experience, and an uncomfortable one at that. He was quite observant, as he looked around the classroom. It was pretty large; it was set in a semi-circle with about 30 rows of se...
I got up early the next morning. Alicia was still asleep, so I wrote her a note telling her where I was going, and ran down to the store to pick up a newspaper. She was still asleep when I got back, so I had a few minutes to myself to drink coffee and read the paper. A little while later, I heard her stirring in the bedroom. I went in, and she was sitting u...
I awakened with a jolt as Michelle jumped out of bed. "Carl, I can't believe we fell asleep. Oh my God...I've got to meet two customers for breakfast in 45 minutes. And I've got to make the walk of shame back to my room." Michelle was getting dressed as quickly as she was talking. She quickly hooked her bra and pulled on her black dress. As she slipped into...
The beginning of the summer of my eighteenth year was, like the rest of my life before it, inauspicious. I had just finished high school where I had enjoyed a successful year, at least academically. But, lacking athletic skills or particularly good looks, my social life, particularly as it related to girls, was disappointing. College loomed before me in the...
Eyes still closed, I pressed my lips against the back of his warm neck. He did not stir when I positioned my breasts and belly against his back and draped a long leg over his hip. I let my fingers wander under his t-shirt and gently trace his nipples as I tried to remember the details of the dream that had caused me to awake in such a state of excitement. A...
I have been in the service of my master for a few short weeks, in this time, I've lost my way, I've lost my old life, I've lost my goddess, and I lost my very soul. What I have seen and learned, under his training and tutelage, has changed the way I see the world forever. I know that magic exists, I've seen proof of the divine and profane, and learned my who...
Daphne crouched on the mortuary table next to where her sister Laura lay dead, pegging the man who had embalmed her with the magic strap-on the demon had given her. The toy glided in and out of the man's rectum. The room was sterile and white-washed like a hospital building. There were florescent lights overhead, and they reminded her vaguely of the high sch...
The Feeling, an introduction, part one Remembering the feeling is hard for me, remembering the feeling and wanting it again, immediately, now, wanting it to never end. It is the feeling of my hands on your calves as I kneel behind you, you leaning over your desk, waiting for me to touch you. People are around us, but they can’t see us. They can hear us,...
I walked out of Dan's house at about 12 minutes past 10 on that Sunday night, my left arm was linked with my daughter Rachel's. The smiles on our faces said it all. We both had that look that said we just had the best sexual experience we've ever had in our lives. A slight breeze blew past my exposed legs as a slither of Dan's cum oozed out from my stretche...
Western Minnesota and eastern South Dakota had been even more boring than driving through Wisconsin and parts of my home state. The forests gave way to plains, to vast reaches of dusty emptiness, corn stretching off into the sun-baked distance like a never-ending muted green carpet. There was very little in the way of human activity between the - usually sma...