The years flew by in a blur of anger, resentment and emotional pain. Diego stayed with his family for as long as he could, but he made more money taking deployment positions- and money was what Suzanna wanted. In public, she would of course claim otherwise. But when their little son, Cam, was diagnosed with cancer at the age of three, she took him to a pedia...
So I was browsing through the local sex shop last week looking for a new magazine. It was about half an hour before closing time, and I was the only person in the store. I could feel the eyes of the guy behind the counter on my back. I found what I wanted and headed for the checkout. The guy glanced at my selections and raised an eyebrow at me. "You into b...
Ich drehte das Licht aus und verschloss die Tür des Klassenzimmers. Gähnend kratzte ich mich am Hintern.Wieder ein anstrengender Tag vorbei am Eberhard-Staubfang .. Äh, Straubing-Gymnasium in G.. Ich war rechtschaffen Müde nach einem ausgefüllten Arbeitstag. Erst war die Sprechanlage ausgefallen, dann gab's Schwierigkeiten mit den Jungenwaschräumen weil ein...
My name is Lucy Matthews. I am just eighteen years of age. The last eighteen days, though, have been as trying as all those years combined. It started innocently enough. Instead of joining my parents on their yearly summer holiday throughout Europe, I chose to stay with Aunt Sophie in her quaint little stone cottage in the English countryside. It, of course,...
Authors note: Inspiration came from a lovely set of GIFs sent by a very special someone, as well as his collaboration... without it, I wouldn't have this story. (Once again, thank you, my muse! xx) It's a hot summer afternoon when you tell me we're going out. I stifle a whine. "Where might we go on such a hot day?" I ask. It's been triple digits all week...
For those interested in timelines, this story takes place about three years after my story Her Parents Were Not Home. It's based on a true experience. No, I still don't know what they talked about while they kept me waiting. "Go to the bedroom and get naked" Erica told me. Turning to Dianne with a grin she added "We'll be in there in just a few minutes." Di...
A blaring horn brought Sam back to reality. Startled, he jerked his car back into his lane, realizing he had just driven right past his exit. "What in the Hell is wrong with me?" he thought. It was Friday, and Sam was on his way home from the airport after a trip that had been a mix of work and play. The work had been a waste of time, but the play had been...
My tiny little red bikini pricktease has resulted in the usual state of heightened sexual arousal for you...I've been showing myself off for you, strutting around in my slutty high heels, and I've been making you cover up my titties each time I wiggle them and cause them to spill out of my bikini top! And I've proceeded to give you a nice, kinky fingernail...
All characters are 18 or older. The first thing I noticed about the University of Big Tits is that despite all its apparent money - the huge, grand buildings, the matching quads of grass - is that we had to share rooms. There was two double beds and two desks. On one of the beds, there was what I guessed was the school uniform. It looked simple at first: a...
Sameena pulled up to the car park of the Sploshwood Studios and parked right in front of the building. It was just getting dark and the place was deserted. Filming was done for the day and Sam -- as she liked to be called -- was the solitary cleaner. She had only been on the job for a week and this was her first time visiting the studio. The company had warn...