I sat on my chair, softly moaning to myself. My ass felt as though someone had poured gasoline on it and lit it on fire. It burned, god it burned! Besides the pain in my ass I had that thing up my rectum, my asshole, and the pressure was not helping one little bit. And in addition to that my nipples still had the clips on them. I wanted to take out the thin...
A Sara's Secret War Story * Author's Note The first story I ever wrote on this site was a tale called Sara's Secret Crush. It eventually evolved into a trilogy and a prequel. But as first efforts often go, it was not my best work. As cringe-worthy as that first effort was, I do like the speculative future aspect of the story and the dystopian world in whi...
So I ended up driving home naked again. I kept my speed down and drove very carefully once more. I could have put on my coat but Diane had told me that I couldn't wear it. If she asked me though, I could lie to her. She wouldn't have anyway to know if I stayed naked or wore it. But if she asked me could I lie to her? She seemed to be able to read me like a b...
Desperation leads to disaster. It forces you to leave the safe cocoon you have built over the years and venture out into the wild. Desperation would even make you forget—if only for a short moment—that you shouldn't expose your ugliness to the world. Desperation might also make you forget the ugliness of the world itself. Millie Foster took one look at the...
We ate our dinner although I was almost too excited to eat. Melody was dressed in her work suit and looked very business like. I was naked with a cucumber up my pussy and my legs tied to my chair. To eat I had to sit up higher and that put the end of the cucumber on the chair and pushed it into me as far as it would go. I felt so dirty in front of Melody li...
Traffic. The bane of modern life I thought, as the cab inched toward the junction leading to the city. Four hours sitting in an airport waiting for a delayed flight, one and a half hours to fly a thousand kilometres and four hours to crawl the final few miles. I had been awake for nearly thirty hours now, having come off a night shift that morning, before we...
Ihre Fotze tat ihr weh. Sie brannte. Stöhnend legte sie eine Hand zwischen ihre Beine, um sie sofort erschrocken zurück zu ziehen: Ihre Haare... ihr leicht gekräuseltes, weiches schwarzes Schamhaar war verschwunden, das gestern noch ihre Möse bedeckt hatte. Zögernd tasteten sich ihre Finger vor. Ihre Haut war glatt, so glatt, als sei da nie ein Härchen gewes...
Als die achtzehnjährige, blondlockige Melanie den Partykeller betritt, dauert es einige Sekunden lang, bis ihre Augen sich nach dem hellen Sommerlicht an das Halbdunkel des Raumes gewöhnt haben. Rechts neben dem Eingang ist eine kleine Bar mit diversen Flaschen Alkoholika aufgebaut, links von ihr stehen diverse HiFi-Geräte auf einem Tisch. In der Mitte des R...
\ It had been a couple of weeks and nothing had happened. I hadn’t heard from Rebecca or Amy and my roommate, I am sure, didn’t believe me. Looking at me how could anyone think I would take off my clothes? I was plain, small breasted and had started wearing jeans and heavy tops again. The skirt and no panty rule was a thing of the past. I looked like any ord...
I am an exhibitionist. Or maybe better, I like to be naked or nearly naked outside or in public places. I get scared shitless if I think I am going to be caught, but I put myself in situations where I could be caught. I think it is the thrill of knowing that someone could see me that makes me keep doing it. It all began back in high school, my senior year a...