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Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.4: Class [f][huml]

Kerina walked out of the security office and stood wondering what to do for a minute, and then she decided that as she couldn't hide out at the library, and she couldn't get back into her dorm yet, she might as well really go to her next class. She had no books or anything but perhaps someone would lend her paper to take some notes.

Kerina walked off to the class, still feeling out of sorts. She headed towards the block her class was in when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Kerina whirled around, still shaken from everything that had happened, only to see Jack' smiling face.

"Hi Kerina…oh sorry did I surprise you?" Jack asked looking worried

"Oh…oh it's you. Uh yeah, I was thinking of something else," Kerina said feeling silly.

"Oh sorry, sorry about that," Jack said looking apologetic, "I suppose it is too late to do some study together now? I helped my friend for a little while but we couldn't do much because our other friend didn't turn up, and he has the truck."

"Uh, yeah I have to go to my next class sorry," Kerina said looking down nervously. Read more »

Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.3: Darren [f][huml]

Kerina stood breathing deeply at the door to her dorm room. She felt around her absentmindedly for the key. She couldn't believe what had happened to her. A quiet hard working girl like her, only at University for a few weeks and everything going so well, and then she had been looking forward to today when she turned 18, and she no longer felt like a silly little girl among all these older kids. Now suddenly, she had been exposed in the library, her underwear was missing some how and then she had been ejected from the library with her blouse still open! Kerina couldn't believe what she had suffered in the last hour. She desperately wanted to crawl into her bed and hide.

Suddenly Kerina felt her heart drop. The key wasn't in her skirt pockets or in the little pocket in her blouse. Kerina looked around desperately before it dawned on her. Her keys and purse were probably still in her bag, and they were going to be in the front office, tomorrow!. Kerina knocked on her door hoping Lisa might be in, but then she remembered that Lisa was out for the day on a trip to some museum for her Art Project. Read more »

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Bond [MF][Shower stuff][Romance][Maybe some naughty bits][Congrats on hitting 20k Sexy Stories!]

Her hair is damp enough that even in this pale light it's two shades darker than mine.

It clings to her back, weighted down on her pale skin. She breathes heavily, but with a kind of composure. Even in this state of fatigue she keeps her wits about her. Never letting down her guard, not truly. She just trades the full mask for a smaller one and tells me it's the real her.

There's no point not giving. It's the only time you can have a woman, truly have a woman, is when she lets you see her. And that's all you'll see.

It's better not to dwell on things we'll never have.

My hand slides up and down the curvature on the small of your back, riding up and down. I stroke with one finger, two, three. I tickle a little until she gives out a small moan, my cue to resume stroking her. And I do. I try and show her I adore her with the back of my knuckles as I drag them up and down her spine. With my fingertips, as they press into her shoulders. With the whole of my hands as they cup the sides of her neck, or glide along her thighs. Or swim through that matted, dark fur she calls hair. Read more »

Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.2: The Library [f][Fsub][huml]

The bell rang. The class got up from their desks, the professor calling out last minute instructions, battling to talk over the rising din of conversation. Kerina quietly packed up her books into her small carry bag. She stood and eased her way into the mass of people heading for the exits.

Kerina was wearing a long white skirt, a blue blouse and sandals and her hair was hanging loose to her mid back. She negotiated her way out of the class and into the main quadrangle at the university. Kerina was feeling pretty good, having just got an excellent mark from a test she had done last week. She was on her way to the school library to study for another test that had now been announced for the end of the week. She was sad she wasn't seeing her family for her birthday for the first time ever, but the excitement of study was really making it a great day for her.

As she walked across and approached the big doors to the library a boy approached her.

"Hey there…how are you …Kerina isn't it?" Read more »

Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.1: Kerina [f][Fsub][huml]

Kerina was from the country. She had done very well in High School, was skipped ahead a year and ended up in College at age 17. Kerina's parent were farmers and weren't very well off financially. The College that Kerina got into was in the city and so the best they could do for her was a shared dorm room.

Kerina was quite a beauty. She was 5'3 with long blonde wavy hair. Slim and pretty with a flat tummy and striking blue-green eyes. She didn't have large breasts, but they were by no means small either. She had had a few boyfriends whilst she was growing up but had never done more than kissing. Usually her relationships had broken up as the guy had wanted more but she wouldn't do it. She attended her local church and was generally well behaved and quiet.

So Kerina moved to the city. She was sharing her small dorm room with an older girl named Lisa. Kerina soon got used to her routine and spent most of her time in class, studying in her room or in the library, swimming laps in the pool occasionally going to the College's girl's church group and sleeping. Kerina really felt the pressure to do well, since she was younger than everyone else there. Read more »

John and Tawny [MF]

Author's Note: This is an excerpted sex scene from a novel I'm working on, so the details of the characters' descriptions aren't mentioned much in this passage, in particular the guy's appearance.

For your imagination: John is 23 years old, average height, and lean and lanky. He's got short brown hair, and brown eyes, and usually wears glasses. He's average looking actually. Tawny is 22, is very skinny (maybe too skinny) and has small-ish B-cup breasts. She's got freckles, dark red hair, and green eyes. She's totally out of John's league but through the magic of "twoo wuv," they've gotten married.

Feedback is much appreciated.

John tipped the limousine driver, and watched him drive off. He was knocked nearly off his feet when Tawny jumped onto his back.

“Carry me across the threshold!” Tawny cried playfully, wrapping her arms around his neck.

John laughed, snaking his hands underneath her legs to insure she didn’t slide off, thankful Tawny chose a simple wedding dress with a knee-length skirt. “This isn’t exactly the way I pictured doing it…”

“I’m not letting you knock my head against the door frame again,” Tawny said with a laugh. Read more »

Writing out my [F]antasies is hot. Sharing them is fun. This is hot and fun. Hot fun. [MF]

To: ­–

Subject: Hi

I have something I want to discuss with you, but it is of a personal nature and not work-related. So I would like to keep it out of work email. Would you mind giving me your cell number so I can text it to you? Also, the content may be a bit distracting, so would you prefer that I wait until after work hours before sending it to you?

Subject: Re: Hi

Of course. It’s 555-0131. Please send it now. You have me too curious to wait.

To: –

I have heard that you live with a roommate and so I am assuming you are not married. But are you seeing anyone?

Re:

No, I’m not seeing anyone. That’s what you wanted to ask me?

To: –

Yes. I have a proposition. Before saying it, though, I want to be clear that you are very welcome to say no. No hurt feelings, no complicated awkwardness, promise. Ok?

Re:

Ok. Got to say, I’m very intrigued.

To: – Read more »

A Letter of Promise [m/f]

He enters the room and notices a letter on top of the bed. It's her handwriting, frisky, as she is. He sits down, one leg crossed underneath the other, and he reads it, hearing her voice in his mind.

"Imagine I'm there, getting you horny and torturing you in a good way.

I want to grab your wrists and climb on top of you and kiss you slowly, make you feel my hair on your skin, my nipples softly touching your chest.

I want to stand up and lean my back on your knees and run my hands through my skin, grabbing my boobs like I own them and moving south… but you don't get to touch me. You just get to watch for a while.

Until you can't have it anymore, until you grab me, bite me and squeeze my body in your hands, gluing your skin to mine.

And then you ask me to lie down, on my belly, and you put your hands on my back and on my ass and you lie on top of me. You move my hair to one side to get a better access to my neck. You caress it, you kiss it, you whisper in my hear. Read more »

Laura and I Pt.1 [mF] [oral] [cum]

I arrived at her house around 8:30am to repair the sliding glass door. I walked up the steps, rang the doorbell and waited. I heard a noise in the house followed by "It's open!" I open the door and take a step inside and wipe my boots on the welcome mat. Laura comes in the room to greet me. She has shoulder length auburn hair that is lightly curled, she is wearing a light colored sundress that gracefully covers a short yet athletic build. As I take in the sight in front of me I have to remind myself not to stare and that I am here to do a job and not ogle the client. She approaches me and introduces herself. I reply "It's a pleasure to meet you my name is Drew." After we exchange some pleasantries she shows me into the kitchen where the sliding door in question is located and leaves me to my work. Read more »