My mother was a slut and a whore. My earliest memory is of my mother and some guy fucking on our kitchen table. I was about six at the time. Mother saw me watching and did nothing to shoo me away. The guy saw me and said: "She sure is a cute little thing; how much to be her first?" My mother had laughed and said, "You never will have enough. She isn't for...
Looking herself over in the mirror Rachael liked what she saw. She wore a black bra with just a hint of squeeze that gave her an unashamed boost of cleavage with matching panties. Together they formed a stark contrast to her Irish white skin. The thigh-high black stockings, perfect for her long legs lay draped over the bed next to a tight black skirt and the...
My sister Anne (she's the religious one in the family) tells me that I am a whore. I love her dearly, but what does she know? She's twenty-eight and still a virgin. It was my own fault though. I never should have taken Alan anyplace where someone who knows me could have seen us together, but see us together Anne did, kissing and hugging, and the next day she...
Marty gazed out the window of his room, glumly viewing the barren landscape of rock and cold pale waters of the Arctic Ocean. It was mid-August and there were many signs of an early winter. He had been working at this remote minesite for 6 weeks and was concerned that the weather might close in and prevent his scheduled flight out for his next work break. M...
A young man and his buddies come up with a sure fire way to make a Halloween party extra interesting... and get their girlfriends naked at the same time. But be careful messing with magic, especially at Halloween. And be very, very careful what you ask for, you just might get it. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intende...
Valerie was ecstatic, overwhelmed. She read and reread the invitation. Her attendance had been requested at the home of Mr. Marcus Burke. It was a formal affair planned for the second Friday of this very month. An RSVP was requested. Valerie was employed at the same advertising agency as Mr. Burke. He was a senior partner. While his was a high level decisi...
"I'm just popping out for a minute. I'll be right back," Danger said to his friends as he got up from their table at the restaurant and headed for the door. He stepped out into the bright sunshine, turned right, and headed for the magazine store a few blocks away. On the way there was a coffee shop that set below street level with a few stairs leading down t...
"Hubbie, I told you, I need you to be out of the house for a few hours tonight, remember I am having my lingerie party tonight." My wife chided as she scurried around the kitchen. I had not forgotten, I just did not want to miss the action. I had grown up with the Tupperware parties my mother had hosted. I had been trying to imagine how a lingerie party wou...
Author's Note: This story is a sequel to Good Girl: Day One, though you don't need to read it to enjoy this. This story involves pet play, watersports, and humiliation. ***** It was around seven in the evening. Early enough that anyone who stepped out into our yard would have seen a thirty year old blonde woman in a plastic pool as her husband sprayed her...
The Cocktail Party I decided a bath would be better and began filling the tub when my cell rang. It was my dad. "Hello," I didn't know if it was the right thing to do but I answered in my female voice. "Good, you're up," he sounded thrilled. "I'm just taking a bath," "Great, we're going to a cocktail party tonight over the Hampton's house. The cutest c...