My Family

The night I graduated from high School seemed to be the worse night of my life. My mother and step-father were both sick, my boyfriend had broken up with me the month before. I fought back tears the whole time, hoping beyond hope that someone would s

I TASTE LIKE CANDY 2

When she finally looked at the door way she was surprised at what she saw. Who but her best friend Sarah was standing there with her hand half way up her cunt. With a half crooked smile on her face she walked towards the bed. Candy trying to be coy c

The Formal Spanking

A Formal Spanking

Victor ran to the front door to stop Synth before she could get into the bronze Jeep. “Hey, Synth, wait a minute,” he hollered just as she began to slide behind the wheel. She stood her expression puzzled. “I know you do

The Punishment

The Punishment
by AbbieNormal

We met in the office some years back. M. was an independent contractor and my boss’ company was the mainstay of his business at the time. He was tall (6’6″), very lean and well muscled, a young Mexican man, darkly

Stripper Girl

Her voluptuous body rolled and rocked, her dark skin contrasting with her pink satin thong and low-cut, well-filled brassiere. She shook her hips back and forth, swinging them, enjoying her form performing to its extent. She held her chest out, sucke

ME AND MY AUNTIE

THE STORY STARTED ONE NIGHT WEN I HAD TO TAKE MY AUNT TO A PARTY BECAUSE HER DRIVERS LISCENCE WAS SUSPENDED. AT THE PARTY SHE GOT VERY DRUNK SHE WAS DANCING WI

The Ride Home

I was 16 at the time, and I had been dating Amber for around a year and a half. We had been spending the weekend with her parents at a reenactment in Mason City, Iowa, and had been having a rather enjoyable time.

Amber was 14 at the time, and w

Our Story

The movement of one another’s bodies seems to play off the other as we danced to the rhythm of the music that night on the dance floor. Fueled by too many drinks, we danced slowly and with purpose… to turn each other on. Our hips gyrated in circle

Black Saturday

It’s Saturday evening, and my white lover is miles away and won’t be able to come home for weeks at the very least. I’m restless. Since I can’t have him, I want something to make me feel better – maybe some of that Southern delicacy, boiled peanuts,

Cream

Her hand shook as she reached for the cold metal door knob of the coffee house. The unusual Memphis winter had brought snow earlier in the day. The cold appeared to have been collected in this one door handle and it scalded her hand with it’s fiery c

Abby

Abby banged her shin painfully on a chair in her haste to escape the
conference room. She looked around to see if anyone had noticed. No-one
seemed to have, so she fled the room gratefully. It was altogether too hot
and stuffy in there, and the