This is another story about Erica, the girl who always somehow finds herself getting naked and humiliated, either by happenstance, her friends' scheming, or even her own volition, and today, it'll be all up to you to decide how it will turn out. Now it is up to you to decide where Erica's latest and biggest fiasco shall start, and it will start in... Author...
Torrentia's gloved hand was beneath the skirt of the girl to her side. She absent minded pumped two fingers in and out of the girls soaking pussy, while she watched her crystal ball. The girl's knees wobbled pathetically and her lips quivered. Torrentia liked keep her nearby because she made such cute little whimpers when she was teased. But, at this moment...
Die Hauptfigur: Frau Fischer war eine junge Lehrerin Anfang dreißig. Hoch intelligent, aber vom Charakter her eher scheu und introvertiert. Ihre Fächer Mathematik und Informatik waren jetzt keine typischen Frauenfächer. Dennoch war die junge blonde Frau keine typische Nerd-Type. Das Einzige an ihr in dieser Richtung war die Brille mit dem dicken schwarzen Ra...
I encourage anyone and everyone to submit chapters, I will be moderating and check the Guidelines, please. Text in Italics are Thought After getting ready to head out for college you go down to the kitchen for a slice of cold pizza, "What the fuck, Chad you asshole, you ate my food again!" You yell at the top of your lungs. "John if you didn'...
Your name is Kirsten Fowler, you are a reporter in the city of Windover. You're 5'9" tall, you have B-cup breasts, and you wear your dark brunette hair in a pony tale. Several months ago you and your father, a policeman, were assaulted by... well. You're not quite sure what it was. Your father had picked you up from work that day and you'd been driving...
Role Reversal or Thanking One's Third-Grade Teacher A story by XXscribbler "MALLORY" was inscribed in flowing script on the brass door-knocker. Craig stood there, slightly nervous. Miss Mabel Mallory, his third-grade teacher, his hands-down all-time favorite, whom he'd not seen in the intervening seventeen years. She was absolutely seminal in his educati...
“Happy birthday to me.” Samantha Baxter sighs at her reflection in the ladies’ room mirror. It is Halloween, and her birthday, but she is stuck at work at the museum chaperoning a bunch of middle aged men gathering to play Dungeon & Dragons; thrilling. Not that she minds old style pen & paper role playing games; in fact it is one of her favorite hob...
CH. 6: TAKE YER' WHIPPING LIKE A SHAMED SLUT, SPOILT PRINCESS! "So you are the High'n Mighty, hoity -- toity Princess, huh????!!!! Not so hoity--toity now are we, highness??" His angry sarcasm was punctuated by furious swats on the black'n blue Blue-Blooded Bottom: Smack! Slap! Slash!!! OWWWWW! MERCEEE! I'll do anything, pleeeeeze STOP OWWWWW!!!! She wa...
Lauren was a stunning young woman. She turned heads all the time, attracting both male and female attention and often jealousy. This was due to several things. For one, she was beautiful. She had a stunning face with snow white skin, large doe eyes and a cute mouth with lush, pout lips. She kept her wavy brown hair long, which accented her almond shaped face...
He was my first. I'd heard of it but not experienced it. We'd been lovers for a time. I appreciated his enthusiasm. So far he'd matched my imagination. I looked forward to our meetings, to his fucking me. With little suggestion he did everything I wanted - oral pleasure, me on top, doing me doggy style in every room in my house. His control was lacking but...