Everyone in this story if above 18. There is some extended play that involves bodily functions, so if that is not something you want to read about, you should not read this story. ***** As you know by now, I'm 21 and single and living at home and working full-time. I like my job, which is in the financial realm but I'm still thinking about getting my degre...
When I opened the door in response to the chimes, an angel was standing on the porch. "Come in, Sweetheart." The very first time I saw her I said "Isn't she a little sweetheart." I have called her that ever since. "Want something to drink? A soda? Some coffee?" "You made coffee? No booze?" She sniffed, smelling the coffee aroma. "No booze. I quit." Leading...
(A fantasy written by me for fun. It contains spanking and humiliation so beware. All characters are over 18) Punishment Weekend -Friday Evening Chapter 1 -The Corner Molly stood in the corner of the living room waiting for her punishment to continue. She knew that by the time she went to bed tonight she was going to have to lay on her stomach. She also k...
Once again, you may find more enjoyment if you read the earlier chapters first, but that is not necessary. There is some dealing with bodily functions, so those offended by that should read no further. All characters are over 18. Fetishes and some discipline are of course significant in this story, but be aware that this story involves lesbian relationships...
Hello, I'm John Davis, 23 years old. It's my first day in my new job. I'm dressed comfortably in a cotton t-shirt, a pair of blue jeans, and sneakers. I'll have to thank my girlfriend, Doe Miller, for this job. She managed to convince her aunt, Linda Wilson, into giving me a chance. I've been with Doe for the last six months. She's witty and unpredictable. B...
To Anonymous who told me to stop writing this story: Stop Reading This Story! ***** Justin Heityme, Lecturer in Environmental Science with a dual-track position in Human Sexuality, spent Friday afternoon doing research until dinner time. Then he closed his books and left the library, climbed into his battered mini-pickup and drove home to the comfortable l...
This story involves some bodily functions so if that bothers you, don't proceed any further. Everyone is over 18 years of age. It helps if you read the earlier chapters, but it is not essential to enjoying the story. ***** Aunt Kay called me to arrange for her to come see me as I had been advised by the e-mail from Uncle Lee. I'd accepted her request for d...
You wake up just as the alarm on your phone blasts a corny jingle right into your ear. You lazily stretch, pull your covers off your body and slowly rise from your bed. You meander over to the mirror that hangs on your door and look at your reflection. A teenage boy with light brown hair, glowing grey eyes and an average build stares back at you. You smile....
Everyone in this story is at least 18 years old. If there was ever a Mother's boy it would be Darren Jones. His father left the family eighteen years ago when Darren was only days old, and was never heard from again. Darren's main influence had been his mother Betty. Betty was an old fashioned woman with undoubted stern ideas about raising her only son. Sh...
[This story can be enjoyed if you first read the preceding chapters but you don't have to do that. Everyone is 18 or older. Bdily functions are involved so stop here if that bothers you.] Karen warmed as she lay in bed after hearing Jamie tell her he loved her. She felt what she had not dared to hope for was coming to pass. She had been asked by Jamie's a...