Session 1 It was a bright May morning in West London. Shifting beams of light shone through the leaves of the giant oak tree adjacent to the staff car park projecting a kaleidoscopic pattern onto the dash of Alex's car. He shifted into reverse and then backed into his usual space on autopilot, his mind was on other things. More than eight months had passed...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. 17 min/mp3) * * * * * Welcome to Bondage University, girls! Your ticket to a world-class, tuition free education that will stoke your intellectual and physical passions and help you to be your best feminine self. I see you have all been outfitted with university ballgags and fuzzy cuffs in your...
In all of my previous writing I've told largely biographical tales, although, I do admit that I sometimes embellished the truth a little, and I always telescoped time frames, otherwise my readers would have died of boredom! In the tale I'm about to relate, however, the whole thing is complete fantasy, developed from some thoughts I had when I was driving bac...
Vickie woke up sporting a lasciviously broad smile. The events subsequent to her discovery of her husband's infidelity certainly were unanticipated, but there was no denying her delight and satisfaction in the experience. She was in a very good mood as she went to have a shower. As she was washing, her mind was racing overtime as to how to confront her husba...
Welcome to Regalia, my friend! We might just be a small kingdom in the Baltics, but we have much to offer! Come to Regalia, to enjoy great food, great wine, and Slavic Hospitality. Come to Regalia, and see our beautiful Baltic Beaches and Green Forrests! Come, where all of your heart's **desires will be met!** - Former Tourist Ad published by the Regalian B...
Disclaimer: This material is intended for an adult audience. All characters and situations described in this story are fictitious in nature. The individuals portrayed in this reading are presumed to be of legal age to engage in sexual activity. It was the start of my fifth year at Braxton High School; to say I was nervous would have been the biggest und...
The school and university system of England is a strange, anomaly-ridden thing. It has grown up haphazardly over centuries, subject to the caprices of tradition and political whim, baffling to the outsider. One of the anomalies is that the great medieval universities of Oxford and Cambridge (collectively "Oxbridge") select part of their student intake on the...
I cannot take credit for the ideas within this article. I first learned of these theories about seven years ago in one of those Cosmo articles about super sex. I have since done several on-line searches to locate it, but with no luck yet. I have taken that article as I remember it and combined it with personal experience to bring you what I hope will be an i...
My name is Edmond LaPierre. I'm a tall, good-looking black man of Haitian origin living in Massachusetts. Friends call me The Stick Man because I am extremely thin and rather tall. At six feet seven inches, I weigh about one hundred and eighty pounds. And to top things off, I am someone who leads many lives. By day, I am the president of the Andover Institut...
All stories have some reality to them to make an awesome story come to life. This is just a fantasy or daydream that came alive on paper that I would love to share with you as a writer. In no way has a teacher/student relationship crossed its line in my life or will it ever. So please enjoy your naughty fantasy with me. I have two other stories that were wri...