It was 9.54am when I awoke fully from my slumber, alone in bed. The room was beginning to heat up rapidly. If the weather forecast was correct, it was going to be a very hot day, which meant humid too. Rolling onto my back, to where Ronni had lay next to me, the sheet was very wet. Throwing back the duvet, I got out of bed, needing to empty my bladder. I stood up, relieved not to be experiencing any signs of hangover. Wit...

I’d left school at eighteen years of age, to find employment with a small and family owned and run accountancy firm. Each year, the company would take on two school-leavers and guide them to qualify as accountants. With their new qualification in hand, those employees moved on to join bigger organisations. At twenty-three years of age, I’d resisted the desire to seek out other opportunities as others had. After I’d earned...

Let me begin by painting a picture. With fifteen minutes until the lunch bell rang, I was in the girls toilets at school, completely naked, standing on tiptoes, arms stretched above my head, wrists bound by school ties, and securely onto a pipe. My clothes had been taken; the only garment visible was my 34-cup bra, which was ripped from my body and lay shredded in the middle of the room on the tiled floor. Between my feet...

Extreme weather in weather in England is rare but when it strikes, it grinds the country to a standstill, we are simply ill-equipped to cope. The weather forecast was for the country to be hit by something, the press had christened, the beast from the east. I had rolled my eyes, thinking it could easily miss, the centre of the country, where I lived and as usual, be wrong. Going to bed alone, at thirty-two years-of-age, w...

It had been a normal, ordinary day. Early summer, pleasantly warm but by no means hot. Wearing a mid-thigh summer dress and open-toed shoes, I’d walked the twenty-five minutes across open fields, into town and to work. Having only worked for a few months, I was still very much, the office new girl but enjoying the inappropriate banter as I sauntered around the office barefoot. I couldn’t help an inward chuckle, wondering...

11.30 am and I began to stir, sun streaming through the curtains, the bedroom warming up by the minute. It was day two of my two-week stay with twins, Cassie and Zach. During our first night, the three of us slept together, in Cassie’s bed, Zach taking mine and his sisters’ virginity. While Cassie was on the pill, I had sex with Zach, completely unprotected. Lay, in the middle of the bed, on my right, I was sandwiched bet...

Having learned to swim when I was eight years old, I then joined my local swimming club. Soon, I was swimming competitively, splitting time between study and competition. The older I became, so my swimming progressed, all the way to national standard. While I’d not want to change how life developed for me as I grew up, time split between swimming and study, there were downsides too. I consider myself to be a sociable girl...

It was only a few days earlier, where my focus was to complete the last of my GCSE school exams, recover from a thigh strain and prepare for the upcoming National Swimming Championships. Friends were either, study partners or those I swam alongside and were few and far between. Two of my friends were regular study partners, twins, Cassie and Zach. Following our last but one exam, while the three of us were walking towards...

Finally, the day had arrived where I could be a normal teenage girl. For years, my dream or focus was to maximise my ability as a swimmer. The lure of an Olympic medal and good school results were the driving forces in my life. Time to socialise and be a normal teenager was short, resulting in having a small circle of friends, either fellow swimmers or study partners. I continually encouraged myself by thinking, it would...

Having not long turned sixteen, Friday nights had developed into my favourite time of the week. Mom would invite Aunt Andi for an evening meal, invariably staying the night, which then extended to the entire weekend, sleeping in our spare bedroom. Andi and mom were best friends, having known each other since their school days. She was one of my god-parents and while not a blood relative I’d always called her Auntie. I was...

It was early June and I was moving into my new home. After a long search, I’d found a house that I loved, at the edge of a tiny village in central England, with most houses encircling a well-manicured village green. When beginning my property search, I wanted something which allowed enough privacy to explore my exhibitionist side. However, the sense of community which came from the design of houses around the green and vi...

It had been an amazing day, outlined in part’s one and two of this story but I’ll attempt to give a brief summary of earlier events, before continuing onwards. At seventeen years of age, I was in my second year at my local college, studying A levels. Prior to my progression to college, I’d have described myself as a shy girl, with no sexual experience at all, other than masturbating with increasing regularity. As you’d ex...

I’d known Gemma, my doppelganger, for a little over twelve months. We were in our second year of college and it’s fair to admit, she’d turned me from a shy girl, scared to talk to anyone who I didn’t know, into a flirtatious, bubbly, outgoing girl. We both had boyfriends but despite my best efforts to seduce Paul to take my virginity, he resisted every time. Gemma and Gary, by comparison, were sexual from their first date...

Events and friends dictate how you develop as an individual. Progressing from school to college, immediately changed my view of the world, introducing me to a new circle of friends and attitudes.   I met Gemma on my first day at college in the reception area. As we saw the other, we stopped dead in our tracks. It was as though we had just seen our mirror image. True, she was an inch shorter than myself but that was where...

It’s fair to argue that the previous forty-eight hours had opened my eyes sexually and changed my life. Living with my thirty-five-year-old mother and nineteen-year-old disabled brother, incestuous feelings had never entered my head, having normal sexual urges and masturbating on a regular basis. Two days earlier, by chance, I arrived home very early and found my brother naked on his bed, where I watched him shave off his...