This story is about something that happened to me almost 6 years ago, when I was working at an insurance company part time to save for school. Sometimes work Christmas parties can be fun. And sometimes Santa is the naughty one... ***************************** My legs were slim and smooth to the touch, as I ran my hands up their length to my bare pussy, smo...
She lay in the darkness waiting and listening for that sounds, the sound of the knob turning. He wasn't here and she hated it when he wasn't. It was hard to sleep and hard to imagine him not touching her, not making her moan and beg till she couldn't beg anymore. It was how she went to sleep, how she'd gone to sleep for years. She knew his flight landed at m...
As a reminder to any new readers, please be sure to read the other chapters first. Sorry this one took so long, but I realized that by trying to rush out the chapters, my feelings weren't really being put into the story. Hopefully this one is better than the last, and I will continue to try to improve upon my mistakes. Disclaimer: There is still no sex in t...
Dorothy Michaels sat in classes all day wondering how her mother was going to take her news. How was she going to tell her in the first place? Would she be open minded to something like that? Dorothy couldn't help it. She figured that that was the way she was, and she had to accept it. Her mother would have to accept it also. 'She could forget about grandch...
XXIII Near Emma’s and Charlotte’s flat was a news agent where the girls and their friends often went to buy newspapers, milk, magazines, sweets and food, as it was one of these news agents that stayed open long after the supermarkets closed. It was a fairly modest shop, with a standard selection of alcoholic products and the full range of magazines, cigaret...
In Which Innocence is lost in Congress; and Twelve introduces Innocence to the literary merits of Honore. Twelve had no intention of returning to the flat to rejoin Chastity. She'd had just about enough of her and how she'd persuade her to do things with her young lovers that made her feel guilty and soiled. She carried her rucksack of possessions over her...
She looked out the window into the crisp fall night, excited yet a bit nervous. Her fingers found the leather of her collar and traced it gently as she wondered just what her present was going to be like. Master had promised her a nice one and she was more than anxious for him to return. Perched naked on the huge bed, she lightly rubbed one ankle with the ba...
Varassa spent the next hour meeting with her scout commander discussing his latest foray to the surface, and by the end she'd even learned the male's name: Maliveth. His supplicants were far less relevant, of course, though they did provide her with a detailed map of the surface region surrounding the ancient temple above. Soon, perhaps, she could convince t...
The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. Both characters are at least eighteen. * When I was a senior in high school I had a girlfriend named Misty. It was one of those marching band relationships where a really cute color guard girl hooked up with a brass player for the season. Misty was a really swe...
I was driving alone in my '68 Shelby GT-500 KR Convertible outside town. The summer day was extremely hot even with roof down. The road was nearly empty. Only a few other cars drove in front of me and once a few minutes some passed me by in the other direction. The radio played local station and I started to sing songs with the artists. I maybe can't sing bu...