Chapter 4: What's the worst that could happen? It had already been the worst day of my life to date: earning my £80 per week Unemployment Benefit payments, by working as a community servant -- in the Sock Room. And it wasn't over yet ... I was at home; that is, at my parents' house, where I was still living at the time. It was almost 7:00 p.m. and, havi...
A continuing story concerning my relationship with a sexy female decorator: She clambered eagerly from the front seat of the van and pointed a toe toward the pavement below. It was quite a reach for her and her ample chest heaved inside her overalls as she sprang from the vehicle and entered the site with a cheeky grin on her face and said in an eastern Eur...
Sex with Mike was raw, rough, and physical. Mike assaulted my body with his thick cock. He used me like a human Fleshlight. After intercourse with him, I was spent. My poor little pussy was hyper-sensitive and swollen. Kevin's soft tongue and lips were the salve my pussy needed to bring my vagina back to normal. Plus, for Kevin, it was the only time that I a...
Chapter 3. First-day blues: Earning my dole money -- in the Sock Room. Oh, great! This was all I needed! Just how bad could things get? Mrs Norma Newlove, my neighbour from hell, had actually come to the Sock Room to gloat over my hideous predicament ... And, of course, to change her dirty socks -- knowing that I was going to have to hand-wash them! "Hav...
Not too long ago, Jeremy and I were sitting at our favorite sports bar waiting for the game to start just BS’n and arguing about which waitress had the best looking legs. Jeremy informed me that he and Lucy had just broke off their relationship but not before Lucy treated him to what he said was the best foot job he had ever experienced. He went so far as to...
Patrice left me watching the DVD for a while. Then she came back into the room. "Such a good boy you are Jackie. Laying there all tied up. Can't go anywhere. Sucking on my panties and you know you like it." "Mmmppphhhh" is all I could say with those tasty panties in my mouth. "What would you say Jackie if I never let you go, if I took you with me and...
After learning that my new girlfriend Melissa had a foot and sock fetish like me, I couldn't wait to do more with her. It took me a while to recover from the footjob she gave me under the dinner table at her parents' house, but when I finally did I was ready for more. A couple of weeks later we both had a Friday night off, so we decided to go out for dinner...
Taylor had just moved into her new place. It wasn't big, but it was close to both school and weekend job, and it had a spectacular view over the park. And a kitchen where you could actually prepare a meal. And an elevator. So she liked it. The neighbors seemed nice too. At least nice enough to say hello when they saw her moving in. Two male friends of hers...
Years ago when I was a struggling college student I did nearly anything to make ends meet. I was a waitress at a local diner and tutored biology students. I still needed more money to get by and one day I was in the student union building and saw a posting on the bulletin board. "Models needed for Art 202. Starting rate, 9.50 per hour. See Prof Stanley for...
Chapter 5: C.S.O.'s Karen and Linda put their foot down ... and their feet up. I knew I was in trouble -- big trouble -- as I listened to the vengeful tone of my two supervisors' running dialogue as they frogmarched me across Canford town square, heading towards the Sock Room ... "Can you believe it, Lindz," said Community Service Officer Karen, in tones...