Anyone who has read any of my previous 'Pissmop' stories will surely have come across Busty Jessica, a very pushy reader who wants to read about herself in all sorts of piss related stories. She's quite the annoying bitch and obviously has an inflated opinion of both herself and her looks but it's hard to deny wanting to write stories about her and urine. If...
It was peaceful here. There was a peace and contentment found in the small mountain cabin that Sadira hadn't found anywhere else in far too long. No one for miles around and a small lake ten minutes away made for the perfect retreat. It was the perfect place to rest, to regain her bearings. In other words, it was the perfect place to hide. Jack would never...
This is the fourth in my ongoing series of Batgirl stories, in which I try to explore the developing sexuality of her everyday counterpart, Barbara Gordon and her relationships with those around her, hopefully with a dash of excitement thrown in, for good measure. My grateful thanks, to all those readers who have sent me feedback containing their suggestions...
I'm down by my tree again, Beth is collecting India and her boys from playgroup and I've got until five pm to make a start on a new sketch. I can hardly believe that I've sold four drawings to a complete stranger! I got £400 in cash from the gallery after commission and framing. That's a lot of money to a traveller; I can make it last three months and no ha...
Where to begin? First off something snapped in me and before I knew what I was doing I had the hots for my best friends mother. One morning a few months ago I went over to Dale's house, I came in the back door like always except this time there in the kitchen in a teddy night gown was Mrs. Drake. I just burst in as always but once I saw her I was frozen in m...
Before I can get into the nitty-gritty of this story, I have to give you some background. I am 65 years old, and my friend in the story is 52. She is very pretty, very sexy, humorous, married in a terrible relationship, and oral-oriented. We used to work together for a couple of years; and although we didn't fuck each other, she did give me a blow job in the...
It smells. It smells everywhere. But not as much so in this stairway. God, it’s a stench of dead insects and sour cheese mixed with sauerkraut under an Arabic towel. This isn’t my league, I should go. Then I remember what’s up four floors – Zelda. I met her at the arch welding class on Greystone Ave. in the Bronx. She couldn’t have looked more than ei...
This is my first attempt at writing BDSM from a woman's point of view. Beth has helped me with it, so in many ways it really is Beth speaking... David was not my first lover, of course. At 28, I had had my share of experiences. I was married for three and one-half years to a man who turned out to be a womanizer. After the divorce I moped around for several...
Plot: How an older swinging couple corrupt a younger couple that move in next door, as told in the words of each. Interracial, voyeuristic, swinger, mildly non-consensual. A sexually repressed, naive young Catholic woman is trained/converted into a wanton slut. Characters: * Gordon, pale Anglo, age 38, twice divorced and now with his third wife. A welder a...
~~~Thank you for taking the time to check out my story submission. I have been a long time reader of the site but this is my first attempt at creating something that, I hope, will be as entertaining as many of the stories on here. This is only a sample because I wanted to drop a line out to see if it was even worth continuing. I do not currently have an edit...