I was raised in a strict catholic family, doing all my school years in man-only classes. When I first asked mother when I will see other girls than Judy, our maid, and her, she went mad and said I should not have such thoughts. I was only ten, I didn’t see where was the problem, but I understood it was taboo. You can imagine how bizarre was to become an adul...
"I can pick u up @ 10," the text read on my cellphone, "even if its a schl nite I can get u home @ 12 & thats 2 hrs of hot fuckin." My pussy leaked, seeing those words. I was so fucking tempted to immediately email back and accept the offer for no-strings-attached sex from a pretty sexy, very experienced grown up man. A petite, horny 18 year old girl like m...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - Please enjoy your trip back in time to 1994 as you read the fourth installment of kinky sexual comedy "Trailer Trash Teen Hates Rules". In this chapter, can Breanna make amendments to her former teacher for whom she made life a living hell when she was at high school? This story contains strong language and adult themes, with coa...
Abigail Hanford stared at her friend in disbelief. "But why, Christabel? How? Your parents wouldn't leave you here alone, they just wouldn't!" Christabel Jennings grinned smugly, and mischief glittered in her green eyes. "Daddy was supposed to come back from Atlanta this morning, so Mama took the early coach to go visit her cousin Etta. Only Daddy sent a m...
Yes, the main character, and all other consequential characters, are of legal age and older. * "Are you serious about this?" I asked Boss as I paced through his room, my footfalls heavy with my anxiety. He watched me with those dark blue eyes of his, partially hidden behind the fall of his dark blond bangs. Boss was perpetually in need of a trim, but I nev...
Cassidy and I typically took Wednesdays for a midweek 'office' day. We were both top performers in school and required fewer classes for graduation—THANK GOD. After spending the night with Lucy, I was relieved to have a recovery day. Cassidy sat across the room at my corner computer desktop, tapping away at her tablet. At the same time, I riffled through a t...
Author's note This is a Loving wife story. Not slut/cuck, not BTB, and not Gay. I wish to apologize to my readers. My last posting was obviously just bait for the anons who seem to enjoy calling writers names. It is beyond my comprehension that people would intentionally try to hurt the feelings of someone who is providing them with a service for free. I f...
I woke up the next morning, still with thoughts of what I saw in the bathroom the other night and the exciting urges throughout my body. It seemed as if everyone was already up and around the house, so I decided to get up and do my daily morning tests that I was forced to do ever since the accident. I went into the bathroom and removed all of my clothes acc...
Chapter 6. ... and Night Downstairs, Ralph and Edward finished their glasses of Scotch in the salon. Edward glanced at his watch, and addressed his son, "I think that our delicious charge will be ready for us now, Ralph, shall we gather our equipment and get on with our onerous duty?" He smiled ironically, as did his son. They both rose eagerly, and while...
I have this room in my basement that doesn't get used very often. It is a fourth bedroom in my house, and as such it contains a bed, a desk, a light, a couple electrical outlets etc. I guess you could call it a "guest room". Mostly we use our guest room as kind of a store room. It's where we store stuff that has no place in our day to day lives, but has valu...