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Just another day at your awful, terrible job at a company owned by Val, the worst woman you had ever met. You had taken the job when it first opened a few years ago to support the only company around with a young woman as CEO. As a nineteen year old woman, you had wanted to support soneone close to your age and thought that since sge was so young she'd be th...
It was Friday, I had been waiting for today for quite some time now. I was working so hard at my job that I needed a day off. My friends invited me to the local bar that night. The first thing I did was go and get a drink. I sat down and ordered a scotch. While the bartender prepared the drink I heard a woman's voice. "Hi, I haven't seen you around latel...
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Note: All characters are 18 years of age or older. Titchester Chronicles: The Tit-Tip Bar "So do you fancy it?" asked Rachel again. Sammie came back to earth with a bump and sighed. "Well I fancy it Rach, but I'm flat broke so unless you can come up with a venue or pub that doesn't require money then I'm out until next payday," and even then most of it wi...
I've always been shy. When I got to college, I had to share a room with a roommate. That was torture. I wore sleeping clothes that went from neck to ankles. I dressed for bed this way even when it was hot. I went to a northern school where air conditioning was deemed unnecessary, so we had only the relief of a fan my parents gave me when it was boiling hot f...
It started about six months ago when Frank came home from a six day business trip and I found a pair of women's underpants in his dirty clothes. I didn't think anything of it because when he is on his trips it is with a crew of three others and two of them -- Chad and Jerry -- are practical jokers and I figured that they were setting Frank up for a ball bust...
(Please read Chapters 1, 2, 3, and 4 if you haven't already. This multi-chapter story could be listed in several different groups. It contains group sex, bisexual and gay contact, incest, BDSM and other fetishes. If this offends you, please stop now. If it doesn't, I hope you enjoy. And a special thanks to Julie, my kinky muse, for her wonderful inspiration...
(Part Two of Red Ribbons) "Fuck! God damn it!" Karen Jones slammed the phone down, shattering the earpiece. "What, what's the matter?" Elliot, her husband, slid into the kitchen still wearing his socks. "That bitch Kimi just quit, and isn't coming!" Her glasses started to steam as she ranted. "It's a good thing no one else could make it," her rage turned...
It must have been my week for shocks. It started Wednesday at work. I received a telegram telling me that my Uncle Roger had died. I didn't even know he was ill. He had canceled our usual summer campout but I thought he must have just been busy. An even bigger shock was the line that required me to be at the reading of the will. They even sent me instruction...