I would recommend you read my two previous Gwen the Pissmop stories before you read this one so everything makes sense. They are also not entirely serious (angry readers please note). * * * * * So it came to pass that Gwen returned to my office for a third time. Her hair had grown back sufficiently to be in a very neat short, bob style haircut that accentu...
Saturday morning, already 85 degrees. Not a cloud in the sky. Lisa Tanner was glued to her cell as boyfriend Mark was getting dressed. Awaiting her neighbor Greg to text yet again the current number of party goers. His last text left things at 22 . "What if it's only 22?" She questions Mark as he leans over to tie his boots. "Then you tell Greg 22 is good...
...Like many others, sex addiction is progressive. It often starts with a relatively harmless behavior such as excessive masturbation while watching porn. Over time, however, it typically leads to other types of sexual activity that may be very risky or blatantly dangerous... Further, sex addicts frequently engage in paraphilias (sexual behaviors that are c...
On the way home in her large Jaguar, my wife tried to suppress a snicker, which became a snigger, and finally a full-blown laugh. We were giving her sexy best friend, Paula Pain, a lift back to our place for drinks after my second humiliation session with Maitresse Yvette, and I was – naturally – in the back seat, my rightful place, I guess, now I was being...
Ah, the fabulous fifties. Dwight Eisenhower was in the White House, gays were in the closet, tail fins were all the rage and "good" girls didn't go all the way until marriage. Boys did, but only if they could find a "bad" girl willing to go there. I wasn't one of those boys, and neither were most of my horny, sex-starved high school buddies. We were all fr...
It started innocently. We were talking on her bed. Just talking the way that people talk that are getting to know one another. Laughing and smiling as she stared deeply into my eyes searching for something... or maybe waiting for the right moment to put a plan into action. She was very understanding of my obvious nervousness coming so far to see her. Her sta...
Previously: Flying to the Caribbean to watch part of the England cricket tour of the West Indies I had entered into conversation with my seated partner Julie. Chaperoning her much younger sister Sara, elsewhere in the plane, Julie was not so interested in the sport but more in getting time away from her errant husband, and intent upon visiting a previous lo...
Warning: This is a story about a large 21 year old dominant woman, her 18 year old BBW sister, and a meek 48 year old man. If this doesn't appeal to you, please don't read it. This is a continuation of The BBW Goddess. * It was all I could do to try and keep my mind on my work the following day, after Lori totally controlled me with her superior strength,...
Sherri hastily opened the bathroom stall and stepped inside. She lifted her black skirt and sat down on the toilet as a stream of post-show piss hit the bowl. She sighed in relief sort of regretting the three cups of coffee she had drank before the show. "You in here Sherri?" A serene voiced inquired as its owner entered the bathroom. "Yep, sure am Stacy!"...
****Note**** My apologies, I have changed the story around a bit, including chapter 1. I just wrote and posted it, before I completed the story, so when I was finished, some shit in Chapter 1 had to be changed, coz it was out of alignment. And I didn't like it anymore, coz it was kind of shoddy. I know it's a bit of bother to have to re-read it, but please...