It had been a couple of wet, dreary days and Tom was at home feeling bored. Several weeks had passed since the break-up of his last relationship and he was surfing on the internet to pass time. He started looking at some instagram pages when one image stopped him in his tracks. There in front of him was this beautiful young woman, raising her slender arms an...
Life in Hazely Reform School is grim. Every moment of every day is planned out for you. You must get up when you are told to get up, shower when you are told to shower, eat when and what you are told to eat, and work at what you are told to do when you are told to do it. Add to that the fact that you are always liable to have a cane or a riding crop across...
I came home on a Friday night horny and feeling kinky. I talked my wife Brandi into getting in the hot tub and letting me shave her. I set the camera up on a tripod to record it as I shaved her and then I licked her smooth pussy through two orgasms. As she is recovering, before she really knows what is happening, I turn her around and shave the few stray hai...
I'm Mona and I write for a local news service -- a social commentary page. Doesn't pay much but it's interesting reading the feedback and comments. This topic came to a head after that Irish authoress displayed her unshaven pits on television. Gross, well done, etc were the range of responses but one comment caught my eye. "You girls just don't get it do y...
The night began unremarkably enough. I was at work at The Star, the newspaper where I'm a police reporter. I was pounding away at my keyboard on some mindless feature story when my phone rang. "Hello, Jeff. This is Beth," said the voice on the other end. Beth? Beth who? Do I know anyone named Beth? Then suddenly it dawned on me. Could it be Beth? Online...
When I finished high school, I got a scholarship to go to University of Virginia. That summer, I worked a little, but I decided to celebrate my success by taking a month off to go to Europe. Not that I could afford the Grand Tour to Paris, Rome, Amsterdam, and all that. Not back then, anyways. What my budget allowed was a month tooling around East Europe-- s...
When you got home that week I was torn between telling you everything and keeping silent. Joan called me at home that first night and warned me about her friends and my silence about what had been happening. She firmly suggested that I was not to tell you anything at all! I could tell you knew that something was bothering me even though I was trying my best...
You wake up suddenly covered in sweat and trying to get your bearings back to where you are and you look at the clock and its 5 AM and it will be time to be getting up soon for work. You wonder if what you dreamt really happened Sunday or not. But your ass does hurt a little bit. Flashback: It's Sunday afternoon and you have just finished taking a long ba...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Note: This story is entirely a work of fiction, and should only be viewed as a fantasy. Any similarities to actual events or people are entirely coincidental. All characters are over 18. ***** Peter wept on his mother's bed feeling violated and abused. The maid uniform still on...
Ann sat on the bed and stared down at the red patch of hair that framed her pussy. Against her better judgment she was going to lose the hair. It's what her lover wanted. No, it's what her lover demanded. She had shaved it off once before and definitely hadn't liked the itchy feeling as it grew back. She had sworn she wouldn't do it again but here she was ge...