She reached the summit of the hill and gazed across the hilly landscape. The open view always cleared her head. She thought about how good it was to be out of the office for a change – hiking in nature. To her left she could see the rocky outcrop where they were to meet for the night. Early tomorrow morning, they would set out on the hike deeper into the fo...
I sat in my chemistry lecture, my third one of the week, a lecture I didn’t want to be in as I’d had chemistry for two years in high school and this was all review to me. My focus on the professor waned and I started searching the lecture hall for girls. One girl caught my eye. Her name was Kate, I remembered her from my English class earlier in the day. She...
Its Monday again, and I find myself lost in those delicious brown eyes. That sea of amber and desert sand, they glisten in the soft lighting. Words roll from his luscious lips in a language foreign to me; I think he's English. His tan olive skin blends into the chocolate wood paneling of the bar in the mixology lab. Today we're talking about vodkas, and I am...
Last night with Kathryn had left a lasting impression in the minds of the sexiest girls in my college. Members of their group and others closely connected were looking at me differently, eyeing me up and down, and especially in the middle. But that blow job had really gotten me off, and the next girl on my list was perfect for a wild pounding. Her name was M...
(Every character in this story is at least 18 years old. The story may contain exaggerated actions, plots or physical features. The main plot consists in a degrading and abusing a female main character, which will only be viewed by an outside perspective and may be quite passive or submissive. The story will not feature any urination, feces, blood nor typica...
She had spent most of the afternoon at the beach. Her hair was golden blond with sun bleached streaks that really accented her bronzed skin. She always knew just when to get out of the sun... just starting to pink but before any burn set in. Her skin was warm & aglow and she had dressed in a pale pink tee with a low scooped neck that really accented her skin...
Carol was always such a tomboy that it seemed like me and the and rest of the guys were her only friends. All the other girls had their little groups, but Carol was part of ours', and for the most part she blended right in. A short little girl with dirty brown hair and hazel eyes, often shadowed with mud, she may as well have been named Richard. As we all...
My name is Linda Blain. I am an established fashion designer in my mid forties. Alistair, my late husband, was a psychologist .he'd developed a very successful private practice. We lived in a charming Devon country home by the river Fen near Fenley in the early eighties, a beautiful unspoilt typically English village situated just three miles away from our h...
A full two days had passed before Ana could finally go back to school. She hadn't wanted to admit it to herself, but Mr. Smith was cute...very very cute, and suddenly, Ana was looking forward to the prospect of another school day. It was weird. Before meeting him, she had detested the absolute idea of school. Now it wasn't so bad after all! The first two pe...
Encounter in London After spending a week with my beautiful Juliette, it was difficult not to think about her constantly. But I knew that I had to be realistic, and so I recovered the way that I always did in these situations - I threw myself into my work. While I had been sightseeing in Paris with Juliette and Madeline, I had had an idea for a story that...