I think that my first exposure to the joy of peeing on myself had to be when I was just a little kid and during the summer at camp, I had to pee badly while swimming. I couldn't hold it and was embarrassed to get out of the lake in case I had an accident so just let the pressure go and felt the warmth of the pee fill my bathing suit and then flow down my leg...
The name is Dean Brown Jones Jr. I'm a tall, average-looking black guy currently living in Massachusetts. I'm new to this state. And so far, I really don't like it. First of all, the place is mad weird. Seriously. Don't even get me started about all of them cold-shouldered folks I see walking around the city of Boston. Does anyone say hello around here? It'...
What pill? There was a time when that question wasn't needed, it was simply "The Pill," and people slyly smiled and nodded. The pill, that pill, was a thing of beauty, a leap in bio-technology that started a revolution. From its initial release in 1961, prescribed to married women, its use ballooned in just two years to over million users as it opened the ga...
Note: If you have not read 'Helping Torrie Wilson' I recommend you do so before reading this chapter. All feedback is welcome and encouraged. ************************** The sudden feeling of heat on his skin and light on his eyes woke Kyle Cunningham from his pleasant slumber. The sun had just begun filtering in through the window onto Kyle where he lay, c...
Chapter 9: The Big Blow Job "Hey, is that my special friend?" Tracy said. She was wearing sweat pants and a ripped T-shirt over a pink sports bra that was making a heroic but ultimately impossible effort to contain her massive breasts. "It is," Janice said. "He wanted to see the popping room, and we were just watching Megan practicing for her balloon test....
Hello, there. Steve Chretien Lamont is the name and collegiate adventure is the nature of my game. I'm a student at Edelson College, a small four-year private school in Indiana. These days, I'm counting down until graduation. For a young black man from a poor Haitian family, graduating college is a big deal. I'm getting my Bachelors of science degree in Crim...
Sports are something I love, but the sweat and the dirtiness that come with it are not something I necessarily enjoy. The cold shower feels so good after a long day of competition; the icy water flows over me, raising goosebumps all over my body. I hardly ever shower in sports halls, but right now it's perfect. I hear a soft click through the muffling effec...
"Room 2112," I said as I sat down at the hotel bad. "Double vodka tonic, two limes." My long, blonde hair was still pulled back into a tight, sweaty pony tail. I'd just finished an intense workout and was still in my athletic gear. A thin pink jacket hung loosely over my sports bra, but my toned stomach was there for the world to see. My black Lululemon jog...
[Author's Note: This story is mostly voyeuristic. There will be lots of spying, perving, teasing, masturbation, etc., with some exhibitionism and heavy petting/touching, but no full-on sex. It is a voyeuristic fantasy inspired by a friend's mom I knew in real life. Rochelle can also be found in my adult interactive fiction games "Encounter 1: Tim's Mom&...
It was the weekend and both Ling's parents were away again to visit her grandparents who lived some distance away. They will be away for the weekend and Ling thought to herself with a little smile: "Time for more fun times to begin!" It wasn't before Ling discovered that not only she had the power to slowly modify her body bit by bit, but even her clothes...