On the way back to camp I was very conscious of my bald pussy, although it was a humiliating experience, in some ways it was quite pleasurable. Now as Darlene drove through the countryside I reflected on my feelings. I had noticed Margaret watching and she obviously enjoyed what she saw, not I began to wonder if she didn't have something to do with it. Darlene too watched without saying anything or trying to prevent what...

My father, Josiah Clench, was a furniture maker. He died in the influenza epidemic of 1775. My mother and I had lived comfortably if not luxuriously and I had even been given some schooling, enough at least to write this chronicle. My parents had employed a cook and maid and we occupied a small house in Paddington Green, a small village just outside London. My mother was a seamstress and worked for a dressmaker, Mistress...

For several years, I've been working at a local hotel. It's not a high-end chain hotel, nor is it a discount hotel. It's a small, city-based, "best-kept secret" type of hotel, the kind that prides itself on it's personal approach to customer service and thrives on maintaining the privacy of it's guests. It does tend to cater to the wealthy, whether they are private citizens or celebrities, who expect and rely on the priva...

Ken, Sara and Elaine had a wonderful summer of discovery and lust. They discovered that they loved each other. They had sex for the first time. They fell in love. The voyage was coming to an end. Ken was off to University of Massachusetts Amherst to live in the Towers. Sara and Elaine were going back to finish high school together. They had been together all summer. They played together, shared long walks together, slept...

I had lots to think about after that weekend, the first letter I wrote on the Monday evening was to Margaret and Florence thanking them for the lovely time I had. Them another to Emma telling her all about it too and about how embarrassing their openness had been, yet admitted I had found it exciting. At the time I didn't think I could ever get used to such openness, yet I realized that's how I'd felt about Emma's pervers...

I had been fucking a much older man by the name of Ryan for months now. He was my calculus professor. He was in his 50's and very sexy. Smart, and handsome in kind of a nerdy way. He was married of course, but said that he and his wife didn't get along, and the way he talked of her, I assumed she was old and kind of boring. I fucked Ryan a few times a week, sometimes in his office at the university. He loved the way, I de...

Kelly’s Awakening – Part Three     I’d recommend reading the first two installments of this series to fully understand the story, but, if you just want to read this one, or if you’re a returning reader to the series, here is a very quick recap of what happened in the last chapter. Enjoy! P.T   [Jennifer has ended the relationship between herself and Kelly. Jennifer had seen Kelly and Ariel (Kelly’s best friend) with her t...

Patricia Skyler was laughing; "No Jane, I'm not a 'Dom' 24/7, nobody can be. You have to turn it off every now and then. Sometimes I even like to be a 'switch'. I will however, pull out all the 'Dom' stops when I'm really horny for a girl, especially a girl that has never been forced into submission before. That turns me on like nothing else in life and I want to enjoy fully her first time because they'll never be another...

It wasn’t unusual for someone to insist on renting a porn movie for the Saturday night viewing party; and usually it was Bob. Sometimes it was so bad that they spent more time laughing at the bad acting and poor plot line then becoming aroused by the film. The small group of close friends: Bob, Sally, Jill, and Kathy, had been enjoying this weekly ritual for several months. Now, if the porn movie were good enough, they’d...

You're walking down the street, you don't see me so you carry on going. I rake my eyes up and down your body, you're wearing those jeans that shape your arse perfectly, I just want to run up, spin you around and pull you towards me with it, squeezing hard as I do. But I don't, I watch you walk away instead. I'm having a fight inside my head whether to follow you or not, after weighting up my options I think "fuck it", so...

I make you lie on your front. Starting at your shoulders, I start to rub in the oil. Working out those knots as I go, digging my fingers into the shoulder blades, kneeding and soothing. Fingers and palms rubbing in circles. I can't get enough of your skin. I bend down and kiss your neck biting lightly, teasingly. My hands move down to your spine, fingers deep into your muscles making sure you feel good. I run my fingers u...

We're walking through the woods hand in hand, trying to keep to the path. I veer off dragging you with me by our connected hands. We walk deeper into the woods, its dark the only light is from the full moon shining on us. We hear a twig snap, you grab onto my arm refusing to let go. We're passing a big oak tree, I spin you around to push you up against the tree, pinning you there rendering you helpless.  I nudge your neck...

It was a warm day in August when Victoria left her office and began walking home. She was on holiday at last! Life at the office had been stressful in the past few weeks, and Victoria had been feeling rather burnt out from it all; but now, suddenly she felt freedom! It was a feeling akin to the last day of school before summer holidays, a feeling of pure liberty! Sure, it was only two weeks, but she was planning to make i...

Dave always hated the fact that he had never been my first kiss (even though I’d lost my virginity to him). It had been a particularly sore point when we’d first started dating three years ago, but even though he’d asked me many times, I had never told him for fear of what he would think. Would he stop respecting me if he knew how wanton I had been? Then one day I finally decided to talk to him about it. We’d been making...

2007 was an important year for me. I had turned eighteen; went to university and had my first sexual experience with more than one girl. At the time, I was seeing my best friend Gemma. We had been together since my first year at college and we continued to be an item until our first year at Uni when being at different universities put a strain on our relationship. Even so, we remained friends and to this day there is some...