Marianne bounced up to the teacher's desk, all blonde ponytails and cheerleader smile. "Have a great summer, Miss Feloni," she gushed, squeezing enormous tits under a tight white blouse. "I'm really going to miss you. You're my favorite!" Therese smiled faintly as Marianne and the other girls filed out of the room. Finally, summer had arrived. The end of he...
This is my fourth story in the LW category. For those who have followed my previous work, I suggest skipping to the tags first. If you've liked my other stuff, you may not like this one. Then again, you may. Introduction out of the way, I hope both new readers and my tens of fans all find something to enjoy in this short piece. The restaurant business is l...
Before you read this, note that this teaser does not yet contain ultra-explicit sex (which is why it is called a teaser). The story was originally much longer than this, but I am not satisfied with the way the rest of it turned out. There are very mild bondage and some exhibitionism themes. Do you want to see this further developed? If so, how? Is there anyt...
ONE I had my first apartment in a crappy little complex full of enlisted men and their wives, divorced moms with kids, and people who thought it was a good idea to start the day drinking beer on the front porch. It was a shithole but it was my first shithole and I was excited to be on my own after high school, working and saving for whatever I figured out t...
Mornings were bearable, but the last few days had been brutally hot and humid. Marie and John had escaped the hotel for a few days, renting a tiny cabin in an eco-resort deep in the nature reserve. The place was stunning, but minimalist, barely more than a bamboo hut with a bed in it. But the bed was soft, the white linen luxurious. A mosquito net hung from...
Jan and I have always enjoyed the outdoors - hiking, biking, and camping as often as we could given our generally busy and certainly too hectic lives. So given an opportunity to escape reality for a few days into the California hills, we both eagerly set to the task of planning and coordinating and ensuring we could be missed for a few days at our respective...
It took me a long time, but this is my new piece. I think it ends rather weakly, but you be the judge. Enjoy! I pulled up to Liz’s house and killed the engine. I let the radio run for a minute more, finishing the song I’d been listening to, before climbing out of the car and heading up the path to her front door. As I made those few steps, my mind couldn’t...
And so it came to be that Dolly moved into Number 7 Saville Row with me. Neither the housekeeper, nor the manservant raised an eyebrow over it for which I was exceedingly grateful. Now I had done some introspective thinking around this time and concluded that I was not a very outgoing personage. I had few, if any friends. I had but few acquaintances; and wo...
Rachel Ramirez was not only good looking, she was smart as a whip. She knew every answer in Hygiene class before Mrs. Carlsen even asked it. She never raised her hand, though. There wasn't anybody in our class she was even halfway interested in impressing. Mrs. Carlsen had assigned the two of us to do a little project. But Rachel never wanted to work on it....
First of all - China is fucking expensive. I don't care if you're enjoying cheap clothes made in China at Walmart, but let me tell you, as a visiting American university student? This place is expensive! I am a business student at the University of Chengdu. I purposely picked here because I figured the world will belong to China in a few years, might as we...