Dear Readers, I am submitting a real-life incident of my life. Please do not proceed beyond this warning, if you are below 18 years of age. The story is being submitted in parts. If you have any comments, please feel free to write to me at the link below. I am an Indian housewife, aged 42 now. I wish to narrate a true incident in my life, which happened nea...
My name is Sharon. I teach piano in my home. I'd like to tell you about one of my students. His name is Richard. He's been my student since he was 13. I'm going to miss him when he goes off to college next month. . He's one of my best students. He's a good-looking young man—tall, athletic, bright eyes ... the cutest smile. I'm surprised some hot, little...
From Ch. 1 - Nina furiously tried to swallow it all, moaning as the torrent of hot cum filled her mouth. She couldn't swallow fast enough and cum started leaking out of her mouth and down her chin. Her eyes closed as she felt it; she felt so naughty, so dirty, like a filthy slut, begging to be covered in cum. And she felt pleasure. Intense pleasure as she...
It was a lazy summer night and Tasha lounged on the couch watching television. She flipped through the channels several times before stopping on the home shopping channel. With a deep sigh she closed her eyes and leaned her head back. One of her hands slid up onto her thigh and she slid her fingers up and down the soft skin. Tasha's fingers lazily caressed...
It was warm out. Like, go to the lake warm. And it was already 8:30. We were surrounded by trees so tall they almost blocked the sky. Every now and then I got a peek at the full moon and wished I was back home. The road was smooth thankfully. It made it easier for Riviera and I to walk on it. "Damnit", I said. Riviera laughed. I snorted lightly. Humor...
A short and fictional interracial story, hope you enjoy :) *** She was beautiful, and by beautiful I mean gorgeous. A girl like no other. Her skin was reminding me of a hot chocolate. She was darker than anyone else around these parts. Actually, she was the only black girl in the whole neighbourhood. And that's because we're in Poland. There were plenty of...
Jack set his bags down onto his new bed and surveyed his new room. His new life really. He told himself that it was his first day in becoming an adult. After all he was living miles and miles away from home, his friends and his family. He always knew this when he applied for this university. Jack kind of wanted to be far away from his old life, he wanted to...
*All persons taking part in sexual activity are over the age of 18* *** He woke up with Carson's head laying on his chest. She had slept closely against him all night. He looked down at her and noticed that even though she was asleep her face was currently in a slight smile as she breathed softly. He smiled too; though in the back of his mind he was alread...
This story is not textbook bdsm. There are no chains, whips, blindfold or leather. Instead it's about loving emotional control, which I find more intriquing. It may not be to the taste of some bdsm purists as it offers a different form of control. * Neither of them addressed but it was obvious there was a change in their relationship. They were warmer, mor...
The effects of Mark's accidentally transcendent experience linger days later. He's different but only because he's more fully himself, more luminous than ever and love radiates from him in a way his subs can feel. Jenni muses that if he were a cult leader, he'd have no shortage of followers. She draws him posed on a lectus, being fed delicacies as he receive...