My name is Brian and I work part time at a pizzeria. I'm 18 years old and just moved out of my parents house three months ago. I've been renting a room from my cousin Phil, who works 60 hours a week as an electrician. Phil is twenty-nine and is married to a twenty-three year old Mexican girl. My room is small but comfortable. I have a nice futon, desk with a...
I was at the beach as usual. The sun was setting on the horizon and it was gradually getting dark. I was taking a long walk by the seashore by myself. This had been my routine every evening since breaking of with my girlfriend. You might say I was sulking and also feeling pretty frustrated with myself and I wanted an out. A brisk walk, I found did the trick....
Phoebe Sex-pot. How to water a peculiar Parisian flower. ***** Bonjour je me apelle Phoebe. I live in Paris, I am a fashion designer and I'm 34 years old. I'm not married, I don't have a boyfriend. I live alone with my cat, Ginger. I paint, smoke ganja and have lots of money. I'm a rich daughter of an ambassador, so I've enjoyed many pleasures. One pleasur...
I couldn't believe how fast things had spiraled out of control. One moment I'm flirting with an alluring stranger and the next I'm alone in her hotel room, handcuffed to the luggage rack, wearing women's lingerie with a butt plug filling my ass. Before leaving the room, this stranger had given me the possibility of escape by pushing the phone near enough tha...
I've known Helen Blackstone forever. Ever since we were students at Morton Academy, an all-female private school located in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Helen was the six-foot-two, gorgeous Black Amazon-like chick I always admired. She was captain of the women's soccer team at the Morton Academy and one of the toughest women in the universe. I worshi...
This story is in three parts and begins in 1985 when I was 18 and finally ends last year. "Miss Simpson! Go straight to the Headmaster's room now!" Mr. Flanders shouted as he pointed to the Religious Knowledge classroom door. I shrugged my shoulders and slowly made my way to see Mr. Skinner for the third time that week. With hindsight, at that time of my l...
After we got home from the club, I was feeling very nervous. Kelly had admitted to cheating on me in the cab on the way home, and had stated bluntly that it would happen again in the future. I didn't know what to say or think. Part of me recognized that it was my interest in having a threesome with another guy that had led to this change in her personality,...
So, I was in my bedroom when Madeleine breezed in. "Are you jackin' off?" she asked me cheerily. "Uh, not yet." "Well maybe we should get you started." "You crack me up, Maddy." Madeleine is a slender woman of average height or so, with short, curly dark hair and smallish breasts set into a broad chest. At this moment, she was wearing a bra and a pair of...
"This is my first attempt and erotic writing and I'll let you decide if it is based on fact or not... There is a reasonable length introduction to start as I plan for there to be further chapters and think a bit of background is important. Hopefully my story is hot enough for you. Please don't forget to vote. I welcome feedback as think this can only help me...
Author's note: Life for Dr Sara, Dr Mary and their submissives, sissy Paula and slut Cee continue in their quiet little Welsh valley. Eight weeks have passed since Dr Mary and Cee moved up from Cardiff to begin work in Dr Sara's surgery. As in the previous chapters of this fictional saga, all participants are aged over 18, and all interactions are consensual...