Like a drug, reader's comments make me write more. Like a whip, constructive criticism makes me write better. Vote and comment. Your feedback makes for better writing. Of course, it's better if you read part one first. ***** A Little Side Business, Part Two The Sample and a Glimpse behind the Facade In which our hero is tested for the first time alone b...
I ran the bath, putting in the bath milk I had made for her. As the steam filled the room I could smell the heady scents of lavender and bergamot with a hint of ylang ylang. She offered me her hand and I helped her step in, as she settled down into it I went back to the bedroom in order to lay her clothes out. I got out her silk knickers and bra set, a dark...
She first woke to the feel of the warm sun on her skin, then to the chirping of the birds outside the window as they chattered amiably to the other birds in the tree partially shadowing the room. She moved for a moment and stopped, feeling full. A wicked smile curved her lips as she slide down a little, a couple more inches of him filling her and making her...
A New Beginning Melissa slipped into the departmental office, her feet feeling sticky and sweaty in the pumps she had hastily shoved on. She looked around and saw the visitors' chairs were empty. Then Professor Gavin's office door opened and the departmental admin stepped out. When he saw Melissa, he nodded back to the office and whispered, "They just went...
1. Overcoming Your Goofiness 2. The Great Transition 3. On The Bed, and Other Furniture 4. The Wow Level Hey you! Nerd! Yes, you with the Krispy Kreme t-shirt and broken heels on your Doc Martens. What’s the problem, my geeky friend? Wait, I bet I can guess. You either just found out that Blink 182 cancelled their concert in your city, or you haven’t seen...
I changed names only to protect them. These stories represent a fully non-fictional account of how I became me. All stories and people are real. Enjoy them. ***** I only knew Steve as my landlord. To be exact, Steve was the only son of the two people that owned the small apartment complex I am currently living in as of right now. My reason for moving he...
My land lady's knowing look held me transfixed. Quietly Mrs. Lehrer purred, "What are you?" A spasm of trembling shook my body before I could mew out, "I am a sub sissy slut, Mrs. Lehrer." "Hemmmmm," She hummed, "And what else are you slut?" Her voice was quiet, soothing, inquiring. "I am a wanton cum whore, Mrs. Lehrer," I admitted, blushing at such an a...
Thanks to MaaddMaaxx for providing all the help through out this experience of posting this story. You are amazing and have helped me grow as a writer! Laysea was not sure about the events that happened directly after that. She knew that the police were called as was Kaleb, who was Jason's childhood friend and his attorney, and then Jason was called. All...
One story...two perspectives. This is Jane's story. She was a woman that loved and adored her husband, but who also, deep down inside, craved sexual fulfilment...something her husband had never been able to give her. This is the tale of that woman, and her struggle. A woman torn between the safe, loving life she knew, and the undeniable sexual chemistry wi...
Marjorie Lovett- Indrabooty tolerated the company of the tipsy Mother of Caleb Houser. Dayna Houser had imbibed upon one glass of wine after another as they lay out sunbathing on the veranda. While uncertain of how much more she could deal with the busty supermodel she was likeable. Beside that it was nice to have made a new friend. Ever since the Indrabo...