I'm not sure why Emily asked me to write this story down. It's just a funny, gross thing that happened to us a couple weeks back. My name's Roweena. I'm a college student in my mid-20s, a little older than most of my classmates. I can't afford the student housing, so I live at home and commute to campus every day. My best friend Emily lives at home, too. S...
She grasps counter with her finger curled underneath the bench-top. Looking directly into the reflection at you as you stand read behind her. "I told you this was a good place for this," she says looking deeper and deeper into your reflection. You break your gaze from her eyes back down to her waste which sits between your hands, your thumbs each hooked ove...
Disclaimer: This is a personal story. Though it may sound ludicrous at times, it is true. I have changed all the names of the participants but mine, for the sake of privacy. I am not proud of it, but I will share it anyway. Comments are very welcome. Since English is not my native language please excuse some spots that might read awkward. ***** Hello, dea...
Dear reader, I have been enjoyed receiving all the encouraging comments about my stories. I have also had a few private and very erotic exchanges. With Jenny's permission, I'd like to share this particular on-line conversation with you: Hi Mr Hairysurfer My name is Jenny and I would like to say how much I enjoyed reading your stories. I was so pleased to...
As far as first dates were concerned, Roxy Fox, the 23-year-old, 5'11", Barbie doll faced gorgeous, secretary, with a strong dimpled chin, high cheekbones, big almond shaped hazel eyes, thick wavy shoulder length fiery-red hair, and a very firm, but extremely curvaceous 38FF-26-38 hourglass figure that her skintight white spandex pants, tight red spandex top...
I had just turned fifty a few months ago, in the spring. My husband works long periods in the Middle East, in the construction business. He comes home for a week every seven weeks or so - six weeks on, one week off. My one boy graduated college this year and my other is taking a second gap year before starting college. Right now he spends most of the year up...
Sandy, Richard's relief driver, called Friday to tell Richard that she had put her little girl in the hospital early Wednesday morning, told her why and then added that she was just home to take a shower. "This is the first time I've left her since Wednesday," she said. "You can imagine what I look like by now! "Oh honey, I can better imagine how you must s...
Maddie was a good girl. Most of the time. She did her homework, ate her veggies, and listened to her parents. But she sometimes did something quite unladylike. At eighteen years old, she lived in a house near the outskirts of town, a small town in Central Ontario. A creek ran behind it, meandering through a wood, bushes and other undergrowth dotting its sur...
I have written a trilogy. Each story is perfectly readable and understandable on its own, but if you want to read them in order, start with Charlie then Gary and end with Mark. It will give you a bit more context and continuity. "Already packed for tonight, are you?" Matt asked after class Friday morning. "Pretty much. I just need to do a couple of things...
Angela Rivers had become a regular at Padded Bliss, the local treatment center known colloquially as "The Diaper Spa." For the last five months, she had been getting diaper changes from other women who appreciated her and her independence. She could drop a big load in her diaper and have the size of her poop marveled at. If her diaper leaked, they would play...