Written by women - Page 168

Skeletons in my Closet part C Part C Meeting the family Keith turned me toward the door and as he patted my ass he replied, “After you, Kate and we can finish this another time.” Keith and I went into the kitchen. Mom and my daughter were both cooking at the stove

I awoke in the middle of the night in my boyfriend’s bed. The first thing I became aware of was that I was cold. The second came as I tried to turn over and cuddle up with him. I was tied with my arms above my head and my legs spread

It was Friday night when I got the text. I was hoping to have a weekend to myself, but duty calls. I’m 30 and single. Why, you ask? Because living with a man requires too much compromise

~A girl meets her Master for the first time, to start a new life, and is shown just what being 'his' means~ The first time I met him in real life he was holding a sign that said ‘SLAVE’

It has been a long time since we last saw ech other, since we last felt each other. We finally organised a meetup at a BnB in my hometown. I had to sneak out of my home since I still live with my parents, but I know it would be totally worth the risk. You are not how I remembered

This story begins in 1998 when I was 16, while it may not contain much action it is a build up for future stories which do. After my Birthday life at home rapidly went downhill. Dad blamed my Mum and introduced some rules for me

Chapter 6 Monday came, and with it the terror of my next session. The appointment was at 3 pm and I didn’t know what to do. All night I twisted and turned in bed thinking about what will happen

*Play with fire, you'll get burned.* I was paged over the intercom to go meet Craig, my handler outside The Boss's office, Lawrence is the director and boss of the The Agency he gives everyone there orders and missions

Tom woke the next morning and sat up glancing round the room trying to find me "Hey you there?" he whispered. I appeared laying on the bed next to him smiling up at him "hey, master" I said walking my fingers up his chest. "Hey..

Hi! My name is Lisa. I am a 19 years old girl who are still studying in college. The story that I am about to tell you is how, I made my older brother into the geekiest stuff a geek could dive into, cosplay! Hahaha! Though it didn’t turned out the way I planned

Night time, walking alone returning from some unknown place. Walking briskly, the quiet of the night disturbed only by the occasional car and the sound of her heels on the pavement

Alex snapped his fingers pulling me back from my erotic memory, I looked up at him and he leaned back on the couch and raised his eye brow

I wasn't sure if I had the skills to write a story so leave me a message if you like the start of this story if you do I will keep going

My Boyfriend likes to expose me or perhaps it should be called The exhibitionist in denial by Vanessa Evans Part 03 - Ryan’s Training Course ---------- At the end of the January Ryan had to go on a one week training course on London

Chapter Eighteen: Angels and Demons Having been born into the lifestyle, it was only natural that Rich was now deeply immersed in it. He had been born to a prostitute, and no one ever knew who his father was

I guess good things just couldn't happen to me, because if they did, I get hurt in the end. --- "So, um, what is this supposed to be?" Jarred, next to me, looked defeated and slightly horrified

Valedictorian learns to blow Lisa’s project to loose her virginity didn’t yield any successes yet, so far she’d sneaked off campus once and she’d only had received one hand job by some married dude. Her wig and cropped skirt laid deep within her closet, hidden

They come upon an intersection, and there are four different paths to take. Sasha says, “I’ll take the middle.” Winter says, “I’ll take the first path on the left

The day sucked – it always sucked. It’s not like this was some kind of revelation. By the time I pulled my crap backpack into my POS 2001 Toyota Corolla I was done. I put my head back against the seat and sat there

Tales of an American Geisha-Slave-Boi Disclaimer Copyright, 2012, Patricia Steel () Do whatever you want with this story, only keep my name attached, please. Please report any and all orgasms arrived at through reading and masturbating to these words