CHAPTER TWO Tali turned heads as they walked down the street, flipping her voluminous hair over her shoulders and shooting sultry looks at passerby. Lacuna walked behind her and a little to the left, knowing that Tali could take care of herself, and getting stabbed by her spikes usually deterred any street harassment. Nasah had stayed behind, seeming excite...
("Coffin Candy" is yet another true episode in the sexual story of my life. I am purging my soul. Telling of my past "sins" is part of my repentance.) My girlfriends and I attended some wild and crazy parties during our college days. The various fraternities usually put on the best bashes, with plenty of free booze and kinky sex. But the sex eventually got...
Let me start by saying that by the end of this story, you will likely think that I am total ass hole and you will be completely right. I don't have any excuses other than to tell you that lust can be more powerful than any other feeling someone can have and it can make you do things you never would have thought you would do. At least it did for me. Just ove...
Jenny Summers was sixty nine years old, retired, modestly wealthy and sound in wind and limb. She swam twice a week, played Tennis and jogged. She was slim, long limbed and firm busted, toned but not muscly. She lived in a five bedroom rambling Victorian pile, in a quiet leafy street on the outskirts of London. The house had been her home since childhood. He...
Another sleepless night, the dark enveloping me like a lover’s embrace. My mind wouldn’t let me sleep; Aaron Black’s cock was ripping through my pussy and brain over and over. His muscles, his face, the power in those cold, cold eyes, they all haunted me. The phone rang. “Hello?” “Come over.” “Aaron, how did you get this number?” “I wanted it. So I got...
© 2019, Ribnitin For April Day 2019 contest Eleven was kind of late to start a party, but that's when my evening shift finished. Robert had been on days, so everything was set up: the wine, the whiskey, the snacks. It wasn't an elegant affair, but it was important. Today had been my last shift after thirty-five years as a nurse. My farewell party was at Ro...
("A Boy Named Samantha" is yet another true episode in the sexual story of my life. I am purging my soul. Telling of my past "sins" is part of my repentance.") I'm sure everyone who has attended a high school reunion has been shocked for one reason or another. Some people change dramatically and lives take directions no one ever would have predicted. My fi...
Not my usual. I set out to write a revenge story, and I hope that you lioke it. ---------------------- There was no two ways about it: I hated Larry Marshall, I despised Larry Marshall, I abominated Larry Marshall. If his legs were on fire, I'd piss on him alright, but it'd be in his face, not where the flames were. If the fire was in danger of going out,...
Summary: A cheerleader learns that bullying the wrong girl can have udderly awful consequences. Anyone who is under the age of 18, along with anyone offended by stories of a sexual nature or containing sexual situations or offended by the idea of mind control in any fashion, please do not read this story. Author's Note -- I just want to say, thank everyone...
The Next Morning So the next morning I woke up feeling not that bad all things considered and I lay there for a bit with my eyes still closed listening for a sound but I couldn't hear any so I opened my eyes and saw that Brandon was gone. And I moved a little then to try to see the clock on the bedside table and had to laugh cause my tits were kind of stuck...