"You, know, I've always wanted to do this. I just never had the nerve to actually go through with it," Ann said excitedly. "How does if feel?" I asked. "Liberating. But I think it helps that you just fucked my brains out, or I'd probably have fallen off by now. God, this is such a turn on." "Trust me, babe...it is for me too," I said as I watched Ann as I...
This is the continuation of the Serving My Students Series. Please start with Ainsley Pt. 1. Please provide feedback and votes to help me improve my work. Thanks and Enjoy! ******************** I awake to the sound of my phone alerting me that I have a text message. I reach over to the nightstand and see that it is 8am and it is a text from Ainsley: Ai...
Yule Snow I never would have guessed that my daughter was a lesbian. Up until she was sixteen, she had regularly gone on dates with boys. None of the relationships ever seemed to go anywhere, but as her father, I was fine with things not progressing to a certain point. When she stopped dating, I assumed that she'd grown frustrated, and that eventually she w...
We drove to the edge of town, and I saw we were low on gas. "Pull over into that Holiday station, Olivia. I'll pump gas, you go in and grab some snacks and drinks for the drive. She looked at the gas gauge, it was just under a quarter tank. "You don't want to wait?" "No, the longer we put it off the more we'll stand out. Plus, I need some caffeine. It's be...
***** "Right Here Waiting", written by Richard Marx. Performed by Richard Marx, 'Repeat Offender", 1989. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ You would think mailing a package would be easy. After all, it wasn't like I was a little kid, and I was doing it for the first time. I'd done it more times than I could remember. But as I walked into the post office with my...
Once again my thanks and gratitude to my good friend Annanova for being the amazing person she is. Oh...and for doing the editing on this latest chapter. You're awesome! © 2012, All rights reserved -- mimaster ~*~*~*~*~*~ Ann had parked her car just down the street from my parents' house, the engine still running. The tiny g-string I'd hung from her mirro...
Changes. Our plane touched down at the airstrip in St. Louis and we went home. I ordered Chinese food to be delivered and we had dinner while I began doing my laundry. She seemed insistent that she would take care of hers at home. Soon it became clear why. After dinner she held my hand across the dining room table. "Joe, we need to talk." "Sure baby, Wha...
(Author's Note: I put in an introductory part to any series I write so that anyone who hasn't been reading the former parts of the series can catch up to speed. However, if you've already been reading this series, you can skip the intro by heading down to the first page break, which looks like this: *****. Thank you for reading, and enjoy! LQ). You have got...
This is an ongoing story, and likely won't make much sense without reading the previous chapters for context. This story contains themes of BDSM and kink. So if such themes make you uncomfortable then you might want to give this chapter a pass. As always, I urge you to vote, comment, or message me to give me your thoughts. It can only help me in my future...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Also, this is not a 'stroke' story. The sex is minimal. If you are looking for a 'stroke' story, hit the backspace key on your keyboard. * Amber glumly looked up when her cell door clanged open. "Come on, Sweetheart, let's go," Elise smiled, pushing A...