The college bus meandered down the winding side streets, making its way at a patient pace down the road. Along the side of the bus was emblazoned in big letters, "Big U Football" with the college mascot printed on it, a Rooster with arms in boxing gloves raised and ready for fisticuffs. Another banner tagged on the side of the bus by the mascot were the word...
Note: This story is the twenty-ninth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous twenty-eight episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I s...
Mr. Mom I'm Chris Harrington, the forty-eight year old son and fourth child of Carl, a corporate attorney, and Mary, a nurse. An earthquake sized tremor nearly destroyed our family home when, in the end of junior year of high school, I announced that I didn't want to attend college. My normally talkative parents were at first stunned to silence and then pro...
You work in a very popular youth center called "Hyrule Castle", after the famous video game series. It's for young people, usually straight out of high-school, who are still unsure about the direction they will take in life. So for the time being, they want a place to hang out, drink, experiment with recreational drugs and just party in general. In...
As the school year was coming to an end, Chloe was satisfied with her accomplishments. Barring an unlikely brain meltdown at the term ending exams she was going to pass her first year at the University of Minnesota with a 4.0 GPA. She was also pleased with her tutoring skill. She had been recruited by her academic advisor to help Dexter Randall Hamilton, the...
I descend the dark stairs of the Prep school theater cautiously, the only light the faint glow of the exit signs. As I open the door to the hallway, I am greeted by the sound of a sewing machine at work. I call out to you, but I get no response. I walk down the wall, my footsteps echoing off the walls wondering if maybe it's not you down here working. Feelin...
I had Sasha ride in the back naked with her legs spread wide on the roof and her crotch fully open and her hands squeezing her tits tight. I kept ordering her to lube her hands with her twat and squeeze her tits as tight as possible to force the blood into her nipples. Her copious and slippery cunt juice was making her hands slip off her A cup titties an...
I'm a mechanic in the military. When I graduated from basic training, I attended a school to become a mechanic. The school was in sunny San Diego California. While I was there, I met some really good people. My buddy Doug was one of them. Now Doug was a great guy. A total drunk, but a great guy. Doug stands about 5' 6", and weighs close to 180lbs of pure mus...
It is a strange standard that we have developed in this religiously uptight country. A woman who strives for sexual relief, mentions sexual topics (even if only used in a feminist emasculating manner ), or merely considers the act of sex at all before marriage is considered a slut, a whore, no better than she should be. A man or a woman who loves someone of...
Kristen and Mollie had been friends since birth. Their parents went to college together then bought houses near each other in Santa Barbara. They were born just one month apart and were basically raised like sisters. They did everything together. Went to school together, had the same friends, watched the same shows, went to the same parties. They were inse...