On Monday Bodie went to work with a brand new attitude. He was definitely seeing his coworkers in a new light, but he found it hard to get any work done. By the time 3:00 rolled around and he left for his mentoring appointment with Mr. Sterling, he was feeling pretty frustrated. He said as much when John Stirling had seated him in his office and asked how he thought things were going. “Well, you’re not the only one who’s...
Everyone has started to have sex around me. Where I grew up, sex hasn’t been talked about much, but now, in senior year, every girl is doing it with their boyfriends—everyone except me. It’s not that I am ugly, I have a full figure with good tits and I'm conventionally attractive, I just haven’t thought about it much because in my household it’s an unmentioned topic. Having to hear all the sex stories everyday at school h...
I met Rex at the door wearing Cathy’s panties, light blue this time, and a lacy shawl of hers that made me feel very soft and vulnerable. I know I looked ridiculous, not the least bit feminine, but it excited me to be seen as weak, unmanly, and sexually passive. I had been looking forward to being with Rex; I had hardly thought of anything else since he’d left me the day before. He obviously enjoyed belittling me as a sis...
Heading down the highway, we were eager to get to the campground. It had been a long week of exams, and Rob and I were ready to blow off some steam. We’d planned the trip to Florida a few weeks ago, and I had been looking forward to it ever since. One of my favorite bands was playing at the festival, and I imagined there’d be a ton of hot, barely dressed hippie chicks. They were my weakness. Free love and ready to fuck. T...
Life can be cruel. It has been to me. "Fuck," I grumbled to myself as I nosed my aging car into the driveway of the garage apartment. Corey, who I privately dubbed the Evil Half, was home. She earned this title because, to me, she embodied pure evil. Half my age and half my size—four feet eleven inches and ninety-seven pounds—she was a total pain in my ass. She had the biggest case of a Napoleon complex I had ever seen in...
Game Day Sandra sat on the bed pouting, hunched over with her cleavage revealed underneath her silk robe. She’d thought he was joking when he mentioned in passing that he might head over to a long-time friend’s house for the big playoff game. Unfortunately for her, she watched from her position on the bed as Jay searched through his clothes for a sweater, using one hand while the other held his phone, playing the game lea...
When I saw my boyfriend's cock standing at attention, all because of his handsome best friend's naturally talented mouth, I couldn't help but feel a pang of desire. As the heat of the moment consumed me, my usual jealousy melted away, replaced by an unexpected desire to be dominated by my fiancé in ways I had never imagined. David looked at me with a devilish twinkle in his eyes. "You didn't think I was finished with you...
It had been an unusually slow Wednesday at the office. I hung around a bit past lunch break before deciding to cut out a few hours early. Things had been pretty chilly between “the Mrs.” and me in the bedroom recently. There would be a couple of hours before the kids got home from school and I hoped that we would have some time to fool around. When I arrived home, Rebecca was nowhere to be found. It seemed most likely tha...
My name is Leto. I am forty-one years old, single and I recently decided that I need to be far more dominant in the bedroom. My girlfriend Gemma, had left me suddenly after six years together and I never got an explanation. Although she'd insisted that our sex life was amazing, I always suspected that she was into kinky stuff but had refused to tell me. In retrospect, I could tell that she always needed to appear like a g...
All morning long, all that I could think about was what had transpired at Eddy’s house the day before. I was sixteen and Eddy was a year older. Our parents had arranged for us to spend the summer days together and Eddy wasn’t happy about it. He had bossed me around and bullied me until I just did whatever he told me to do. I had stripped naked because Eddy had told me to. He had put his hands all over my naked body and th...
I was sixteen years old. It was summer, and I found myself hanging out with a neighbor, Eddy, who was a year older than me. Our parents were friends, and they thought it would be a good idea if we kept each other company through the summer, while they were at work. Eddy didn’t seem very pleased to have to spend his time with the skinny kid from across the street. He bossed me around any chance he got. He wanted me to know...
"Scary. Sexy. Obedient." You demand. "Yes, sir...but, how will I know who is who, Master?" A chuckle. "You won't." *** Scary...sexy? Harley Quinn! Trite, but classic. I'll terrorize master's guests with my bat until they subdue me. My makeup will run with my tears and their cum. *** Guests are arriving, and my pussy betrays me. I savor the building trickle. *** No! I recognize your cruel intentions when he walks in, poorl...
Saturday morning arrived, and I dedicated the entire span to cleaning my house. Not that it was filthy or anything, but in the solitude of my own company, I managed to find dust bunnies I had previously missed. After several hours of deep cleaning, every surface and corner sparkled as if Mary Poppins could walk in with her white glove and nod approvingly. With a sense of accomplishment, I rewarded myself with a relaxing s...
It's almost 9:30 when Tara wakes up this Saturday morning. Marc has already been gone for some time, but she notices that he has left an envelope for her on the dining room table. For the young woman, this kind of missive is always a source of anxiety and excitement. By habit, she knows it's not a romantic note, but rather a to-do list for an upcoming assignment. Holding her breath, she opens the envelope and dutifully re...
I hopped into the shower, making sure I had enough time to give my hair some love after my bath. The lavender-infused shampoo and conditioner were my go-to when seeing Ben; he once noted how much he liked it. After a quick dab of product and a playful tousle with my fingers, I couldn't help but grin at the outcome. Good hair days are rare and should be appreciated when they happen. Returning to the bedroom, I stood before...
