I´m a 30 year old woman with a little big problem… I still live with my parents, but this is not the real problem… I mean, I had a problem with myself, with my body more specifically. Well, I'm not very tall, I'm actually short, but that never bothered me. In fact, what made me a shy person and extremely upset about my physical qualities is the fact that I d...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** He led them upstairs to the quiet restaurant section. It was a themed place, all the waitresses dolls, all looking exactly like Barbie - that one, famous fashion toy that both young girls and grown men all seemed so fond of. It was both clichéd and sexy. It was also one of...
It was nine o'clock when Mei-Lien called the following evening. Through her newly acquired a speaker phone, she sounded rather distant and there was a slight echo when she spoke. After we had exchanged a few banalities, she became impatient to find out what lay in store for her. "I have spent the day recovering from the workout through which you put me yes...
I felt a knot in my stomach like I had never felt before. It's not as if I was about to go on stage for the first time. I had been working as a stripper for four months, and enjoyed the work. This night was different though. I would be working a new club and my boyfriend of nine months was going to be in the audience. I say "nine months" but we've spent the...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. It is not real! It did not/will not happen in real life and should not be mistaken as such. Lesson #6: Advanced Techniques Starring Alicia Vikander Codes: Cons, MF, Oral, Facial ***** Two people sat in comfortable armchairs, facing one another in a tastefully decorated modern living room. The camera zoomed in on th...
(A companion story to Careful what you ask for) Chapter 1. Steve Haslam winced as he bent his bruised and aching body to unlace his mud-caked football boots and ease them off his swollen feet. He felt exhausted but well satisfied having scored an injury time equaliser in a hard fought two-all draw with their neighbouring local league rivals who were only a...
After parking across the street from the aging brick building, I look both ways and make the sprint. My bag is heavy with gear but it doesn't slow me down. It couldn't possibly. I am here. The dark stairwell leading up smells of sweat. Probably somebody cleans it once in a while, but it will always smell this way. That's because the dojang is a sweaty place...
In the interest of discretion, let the reader decide whether this story is a figment of my imagination, or whether the account really happened? Fact or Fantasy? You decide. The truth shall remain an enigma. ***** Once upon a time, in a faraway place, there was a Dancer, a ballerina, a leading ballerina, to be precise. She was approximately 30 years old, C...
Chapter 1 -- Rite of Passage "I've got to do something about my love life, Pete," I groaned. He rolled his eyes and grimaced as he set down my pint on the table in front of me. He'd heard it all before, far too many times. "How long is it since that skinny tight-arse bird of yours went to Australia?" he asked as he sat down opposite me and took a long sip...
Once upon a time there was an overly eager sissy girl. This sissy girl loved her mistress. She loved her so much she tried to anticipate her every whim before she needed to even speak the words. One day the sissy girl was vacuuming, dusting and general cleaning. She was openly lamenting on how her overly large pathetic sissy clit was getting in her way. How...