Pamela: My mouth is dry, my head is aching and the room is spinning. I rested my head on a pillow but I had a raging hangover. I can’t remember anything from the night before, at all. The last thing I remember was taking a chug from a bottle of vodka. After that, it’s all blurry. I was in bed, butt naked. On my side, my double breasts ached slightly, and my silky long hair splayed over the pillow. My pussy and ass crack a...

I'm not a violent person but I want to kill that bitch. Look at her fawning over those boys at the table; all bashful smiles and girly giggles as she playfully brushes that mane of perfect dirty blonde away from those freckly pixie features and smoky, bed-me eyes. Fucking hate her. Lucy's worked here a year longer than me. Knows the regulars better. Gets the best tips that she provocatively tucks away in her bra. Which to...

I’m Cadey, I just started my senior year of high school, and recently turned seventeen. I have blonde hair and am 5’3’’ and 105 pounds with C-cup breasts. After I was live-streamed masturbating for my school football team when I was sixteen years old, I was given the nickname Flappy, due to my big stretched-out flappy pussy lips. Recap – Part three of the Flappy series ended with me naked on all fours on the kitchen floor...

It’s pathetic, really, that my parents still control me at eighteen years old. Instead of partying with my friends the summer before freshman year of college, I’m stuck in a bus packed full of thirteen to nineteen year old Bible Fuckers singing praise songs. Okay, it’s not that I have something against Christians. I really don’t. There are some that are cool, like the ones who respect differences and don’t take everything...

I slept so well that night. It wasn’t just the sex. I was truly happy for the first time in quite a while. Miss was the reason. For some reason, it felt really good to call her that. It had just popped out instead of Katherine. When asked if I knew my role, I didn’t even have to think. Yes was the obvious answer. I was a submissive beta woman and she was my alpha, my Mistress, my Miss. It felt so natural, so comforting. I...

I was wrapping a last-minute gift when Carli, my roommate, entered our apartment. "Jesus, it's cold out there!" Focused on the task before me, I didn't look up while she stamped the snow from her boots. "You wouldn't be so cold if you'd dress for winter instead of running around in skimpy clothes." "I just went out for a minute, Izzy." Carli's exasperated sigh easily carried over to me. Picking up the now-wrapped gift, I...

The first motorbike was invented in 1885. Strangely, it was described as a means of personal transport; the idiots who determined that clearly hadn't discovered its true calling. Thankfully, in our day, many have learned the heavenly joy of correctly using a motorbike; they've learned what it was actually invented for. And they never forgot the euphoria. --- The Bunny's Birthday --- I was led by a leash, blindfolded with...

Chapter 15 Nora Nora leaned back on her elbows as she sat with her legs draped over the edge of Olivia’s bed. She had lost her underwear somewhere between climbing the stairs to the loft and being pushed down to the impossibly comfortable mattress. She squeezed her thighs together to quell the aching between them as she watched Olivia pull the leather straps up her long legs and secure the buckles around her hips. When Ol...

I blinked awake, the dawn’s soft glow slipping through the curtains and brushing against my face. Tat was there beside me, her dark hair tousled against the pillow, lips slightly parted as she slept. This was our sanctuary, even if the world outside couldn’t know. I reached out, fingertips grazing her cheek, savoring the quiet moment before the chaos of the day. She stirred, those familiar green eyes opening, meeting mine...