"Which massage would sir like?" "You decide." The massage parlour had already closed for business by the time you had come to pick me up on my first day at my new job. As you start to remove your shirt, I adjust my overstretched uniform, unfasten two extra poppers and let my resplendent breasts spill. I grab your belt and quickly undo you zip, freeing you...
It was always the same routine. I'd come down the stairs to meet them, a big smile spread across my face. I'd take them back upstairs, walking ahead, letting them get a fix of my shapely little ass in the tight skirt I always wore. I'd usher them into the interview room, and start with an informal chat. No matter what they said, I greeted it like a revelati...
It was senior year and Sara was still a virgin. She had gone on a few dates here and there but never anything serious. Most of the guys at school though Sara was shy, and that's why they never asked her out, they thought they wouldn't get anywhere with her. But boy were they wrong about her. After school every day Sara would go upstairs into her room and mas...
It was lunchtime .. she came into the bar exactly as I'd instructed and saw me chatting with a younger, less confident man. I smiled at her and got her a drink, but she knew we wouldn't linger long downstairs. While she was sipping the Breezer I slipped my hand between the folds of her skirt and toyed with her as I explained that the man I had been negotia...
Like maggots out of meat, learned armchair critics and even the occasional academic come out of pandiculation. Instead of going for a run to reduce spreading tummy fat and release flatulence their eyes burn with loathing and they belt out a curt message to me. Usually the message is signed 'Anonymous USA', 'Knut in Oslo' or simply 'Anonymous' who in reality...
It's a really nice day outside, I thought, as I gazed out of the third floor window, and here I am stuck at school. As if that wasn't bad enough, I was in English. "Sam!" "Yeah, Miss?" I turned back around to find my English teacher, Miss Evans, staring at me from her desk. She was 23, and had only been working at the school since the start of the year....
The following is transcribed from Facebook Messenger. It's my fantasy of what I will do when Natalie (name obviously changed) finally submits to the fact that we are sexual soul mates. ***** Me: You want to hear what I thought about? Nat: Yes Me: So first I would tell you how to dress, nothing crazy but cut offs, a tank top (or tight t-shirt), and flip-f...
A/N: OK! First story. Been watching Fate/stay night again and reading some eroge around it, really want to get into writing in this space! Welcome Fate/CHOYA Edition! This story will probably be heavier on the fighting aspects than most CHOYA stories but will definitely have the smexy bits you've come to expect on CHOYA! This story is open to the public. Rul...
The alarm ringed, ripping Zack out of his sleep. He glanced at the clock. 7:12. "Great. I'll be late. Eh... who cares.", he thought to himself. The longer he lived his usual life, the less he seemed to care. At first he was concerned at the loss of emotions, but the more time passed, the more accepting he was of it. Or rather... unbothered? The doo...
I remember that I had many true friends during primary and high school days. At that time I couldn't understand their love. Even though I ignored them completely. It was one of the biggest mistakes of my life. One reason behind this was, I couldn't see my need for anyone at that time and I was lacking maturity. I was too absorbed in my family problems. Now I...