The shame was heartbreaking. That she had done it. That she had enjoyed it. That she felt an overwhelming desire to do it again. She'd been raised to be a "good girl". For thirty years she had been that person. All through school, including college, she had studied and been rewarded with top grades. She had never snuck out of the house, stayed out past curf...
Paul and I had joined the company on the same day three months ago. He's tall, slim and handsome with short greying hair and he's about 40 and married with a 6 year old daughter. I'm Chloe, single and I'm 25. I'm a 'fuller figured girl' (34d-26-34) and look a bit like the singer Charlotte Church. Just like Charlotte I like to 'party' (drinking, smoking and...
(Authoress Note: All disclaimers regarding characters, age appropriateness etc are in effect. I really advise anyone under 21 not to read my stories. It takes a certain degree of maturity to enjoy my writings without recriminations. Don't write a review if you don't like the theme of the story. That's just childish. But criticism is always good and helps me....
I lean against my headboard and crack open a third bottle of beer. I'm already tipsy on two, and one more should get me properly drunk. They don't call me the Amazing Toothpick Girl for nothing. My friend Lauren wheels the desk chair up to my computer. "Okay, let's do this. I am a... woman... looking for...a woman, a man, or either?" Her mouse cursor hovers...
After taking my sister's place on her driving test almost another year passed before my next opportunity to take her place. A month before we had moved as a family to a new part of the country where Mum had found a good job although we had yet to make any friends. I was still doing a minimum wage job in a supermarket, whilst Jessica was away on a holiday in...
Thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for all the help with this. This is a follow on to the story Adventures in Sexting * The entire drive back to her dorm Carrie could not stop touching the rolled up paper Carl had given her. The tryst with Carl at the Valentine's Day dance had started out as a sympathy fuck, but she was beginning to like him. His artisti...
The evening betrayed the turn of seasons, the clicking of her heels on the pavement like the ticking of seconds as time ran out on summer. It had fallen from a swelteringly hot thirty degrees centigrade to a little over half that: cool enough for bare legs but still grounds for surprise when the breeze played over them, flapping the silk of the dress across...
On one warm August night the thing that I feared most happened. Kate, the woman I loved, my dream girl, left me for a younger man. Kate was half my age at 26 and we had been together for more than a year. The first moment I saw Kate I knew that I had to have her. I was jogging in the park that day and she was running the opposite way down the path. When sh...
"Lea what on earth do you have on your nipples?" Marisol asked as I was lying by the pool. "Nipple clamps, they fucking kill but I love the feeling." I took my right one off and gave it to her. I watched her eyes widen as she saw the sharp pointed teeth and she opened the clamp slowly trying to close it on her thumb. She shrieked and quickly tossed it back...
Chapter one: I'm a retired older gentleman who worked for forty years, most of it in Central California. My next door neighbors for the past 15 years, Don and Jen, moved up to Portland, and their house recently sold. One of the selling points is a small oval shaped swimming pool in the backyard and side deck that abuts up to my fence where Jen used to sunba...