Trying to decide what I wanted to do when I grew up was never a problem for me. I knew since I was about 12 that I wanted to go into the family business. And what red-blooded boy wouldn't? My name is Jeremy. I am the only son of Blake and Doris Karley. Not impressed? Well, maybe you know them better by their professional names, Jack Meoff and Lusty Love, the...
I’ve been a bit on the fringes in high school, a well-liked nerd. I’ve ended up as part of a great circle of friends, and honestly friends with most of them, but always more of a quiet presence than one of the people driving the action. I hung out with some of the hottest girls in school, and they liked me very well—as a friend. I was the safe guy, the good...
It's late on a Thursday morning and I'm in the shower. I don't have any classes on Thursday's so I slept in and I'm taking my time getting going. I lather up my long red hair and hum to myself. My roommate, Shannon, is off at class so I have the apartment to myself. Mmm, Shannon. She always says overweight but I prefer to think of her as voluptuous. I've mas...
Disclaimer: I got the inspiration to write this story while I was reading a story by anonenffan titled “Kim’s crazy theory” which is apparently (I found out about this after writing this) inspired by Jappio's "Amy Stuck in an ENF Story".{if crush==0}{else} Customize: Use the customize option to change characters name. Changing "Reader's name&q...
You open your eyes and find yourself in a completely white room, or at least you think it's a room, devoid of anything save for a white table and two white chairs. You are sitting in one of them, and in the one across from you sits a man with blonde hair, dark blue eyes, and wearing an impeccable white suit. He gives you a smile that you can't help but find...
The party was over. Almost everybody had left, leaving you and five of your friends alone. Aside from you, there was Miranda, Nicole, Sarah, Matt, and Tom. You've had a crush on Miranda since as long as you remember. She was perfect in your eyes. She had beautiful brown and you would love to run your fingers through it, or... lace your fingers in it as her h...
The Taxi eased into my driveway with the driver almost drooling. I'd been doing my usual slut teasing on the journey home, opening my long coat to reveal my black stockings and garter belt, with my large firm breasts and tight shaved pussy to my driving companion. I'd been tweaking my erect nipples, sliding a finger between my aroused labia and regaling my a...
Dear Diary, Today was shaping up to be a tedious and somewhat stressful day when I decided to go for a walk in the woods. That all changed when I found a lighter... It was early evening, just starting to get dark, when I put my coat on, grabbed my house keys and headed out for a stroll. As I've noted in previous diary entries things are coming to a head at...
It was early August, swelteringly hot, and I came home late at night. I'd been away for nearly two years at college, spending the summers there as well. I'd take the fall semester off and planning a simple few months at home, relaxing, running, and catching up on all the pleasure reading I'd been missing while I was studying. My parents and my younger sibl...
It was quiet. That kind of quiet you find on a working day in the late afternoon. The hubbub of the street held the promise of only a few more hours work. It was even quieter in the small Soho lingerie shop I was in. I was the only customer in the store. It was darkened, with the only illumination coming from low-voltage lamps which lit the mannikins, all d...