Part 1 of 4: The Pledge Emily stood nervously. She was the youngest person in the room full of people. A fresh faced 18-year old who was new to the college system. Her hair was tied in a ponytail. Her thick framed glasses made her look like a nerd. But she tried to be unafraid. She tried to be strong and brave. "Why should we allow you to pledge?" Morgan...
Author’s note: At the end of this chapter there is query. Anyone who wishes to comment on it, please do. Chapter 4 My Full Initiation into the “Sluthood” My Sluthood commencement exercises ensue… “I need some hard cock!” Chantel—who had been lying on the bed beside me masturbating while watching me get my double jollies—yelled. “At least two… and I need...
To bring you up to date, in part one of this narrative you get some of the details as to how my life with the Secret Society began. Some of you have written in the comments about your concerns related to STDs and other aspects of this adventure. Believe me, I had the same concerns, but once your life is intertwined with something such as the Secret Society,...
The Sex Club This is the third story about my wife and me. My name is Jay and my wife is Elizabeth. In the first story I told you about how after 10 years of being together I finally found out about my wife's wild slutty past. As a result of that revelation we ended up getting together with George, Brad, and Russell for some hot sex action and both my wife...
Dropping their leopard skins, Brandi and Joan weren't just naked. Joan's open cup crotchless monokini and Brandi's strings of faux pearls were better than naked! They were, beyond a doubt, the sexiest things Stuart had ever seen up close and personal. Before he could blink, Stuart was at the center of a whirlwind of boobs, hands, and mouths. As they devoured...
A lovely warm summer night in San Diego. During one of my business trips, Vicky invited me to a small party at her place. It resembled the parties we'd had during grad school together, well over three decades ago. Informal, lay-about, sit on the floor, lots of talk lubricated by lots of wine -- although of considerably better quality than back then. Since s...
Chapter 1: Animal Farm Originally titled "Whoring Night Chapter 1" Rewritten and edited by La Pantera Bonita After my divorce, I lived during the early 80's bouncing between New Jersey and Pennsylvania. I eventually settled down in south central Pennsylvania for the next decade until I met Tammy and moved South. During the dry spells and sometimes during...
Disclaimer: *This story contains themes of an extremely sexually explicit nature. Every single character in this story is 18 and above. This story deals with everything pee. If you don't like that sort of thing, you really won't like this story.* Part 1 I hated going to new schools. They always intimidated me, and I never seemed to make any good friends. M...
PART 6 "Acceptance" "Xander!" yelled Eric. "Wad? Wad did I biss?" I said, sitting bolt upright. This was obviously a mistake. As soon as I sat up, my nose started gushing blood at an alarming rate. "Oly shid! Wad appened do be?" I asked, frantically. "I think you broke your nose." said Eric. "I know id's bwoken you dubby! But ow did I bweak it?" I sp...
Pierre was not my lover, even though we lived in the same estaminet. But we had been friends for a long time, ever since I had come to live in Paris.. He didn't seem to make friends easily, and I think he was envious of all the friends I had. It was so much easier for a girl in those days in Paris. He certainly envied me my monthly meetings at the Salon. Al...