Chapter 1 Sluttage Some women are born sluts Some achieve slutdom Some have slutdom thrust upon them I could be called an undercover slut. Some people have suggested that growing up in a brothel sowed the seeds of my slutdom. I was in fact the last of my group of friends to lose their virginity. I do have a fairly strict definition of being deflowered:...
Martha sat in the car, monitoring the speed of other motorists. She was parked on the side of Interstate 80 East in Hercules, near the exit for Highway 4. It was a warm, humid afternoon in May, and business had been slow so far. Everyone was being a good, safe driver today, and fortunately for her, that meant less headaches and stress. She drank some more...
No Sex until chapter 7 - VirtualAtheist CHAPTER THREE It was getting on for six o'clock and there only a few people wandering around on whatever business they were on. When I reached Building G5, I stood outside and looked at the double doors that were still wide open. Don't ask me why, but I was suddenly quite scared. What did I think I was doing? I h...
Day Four continued. Day Five "So," said Rose a while later: "How're you feeling?" "Blitzed," I said. "Completely and utterly knocked out. And sore." "Understandable," said Rose. "But you did yourself proud in there." "Did I?" I asked. "I thought I made too much fuss." "Chloe: I've seen girls kicking and screaming and crying their eyes out during their i...
Kendra stood stock still for a moment, bewildered, before understanding. "Thank you, thank you!" she shouted as she scurried away without looking back. Seeing her race off tossed him about inside; he was drowning in emotions he couldn't even name. The gun felt heavy and cold in his hand, a dead thing. A weight was crushing down on him. "Kendra!" Kendra sp...
Julie was a white woman, she had short blonde hair and was 5'5. Her ravishing blue eyes was making everybody blush when speaking to her. She had medium firm tits and medium bubble firm bubble butt. She trained all the time at home or outside. Julie hasn't seen Rebecca for almost two years. Rebecca had a private instagram with not many followers but Julie was...
Racquel Darrian, pornstar and Penthouse Pet had the run of the roost at any strip-club she was booked into. Most of the high-end ones were top of the line luxury. The talent was well taken care of and treated like goddess'. Some the dumpier clubs were seedy, but her agent told her there was really no way of telling sometimes. The appearance fee to reel in a...
Hi! This is my first effort--been a while waiting for the mindset I need to get the stuff out, and complete to my satisfaction. This here is a kind of short sequel to an as yet incomplete scenesetting story. Might seem a bit sloppy here and there--sorry! Bit dialogue heavy, but it's what I felt like at the time. Hope it's rude enough for you--let me know! -...
**This is the second part of the story. Your feedback will keep this story alive and keep me posting chapters.** Chapter 1 As the Boeing 747 made its final descent into the Los Angeles International Airport I felt my stomach begin a dance around my ass. I clutched my notebook for all it was worth, like my thoughts on the paper would protect me from what wa...
Note: This story is kind of a follow-up to the story called "Roxanne." #### So, there I was a 100+ miles from my home town in 15 degree weather dumped unceremoniously at a truck stop in rural Iowa. I had less than 16 bucks in my pocket, a single change of clothes and a jacket that wasn't nearly up to the task of battling the elements. It was rapidly appro...