Not many would want a good girl like her to ruin her streak of straight A's. She was as smart as they come, but even cuter to boot. That is why among my pep talks and congratulations, I longed for that academic blunder. We both knew what it would meant. Her first B meant she had to be punished. With anal. It was the last physical conquest; the one she had the most trepidation and therefore, resistance. I remember her many firsts. The first time she touched a penis was like moving a mountain. All the persuasion… 続きを読む

"There it is again!" I said aloud but to myself as I inspected the unworn pair of panties from my open underwear drawer. With the pads of both thumbs, I ran it along the inner lining of my favorite yellow panties to sample some of the residue, both sticky and slippery at the same time. This certainly wasn't the first time, with much of my underwear having some foreign substance deposited on them, always on the inner lining that sheathed my flesh. Sometimes the liquids were dried and old, turning a soft cotton pair fresh with extra fabric softener into a crusty rigid pubic plate that sc*… 続きを読む

Soccer Practice. Clarinet Rehearsal. Anal Practice. Ballet Recital. Dinner. Homework. It's 4:25pm, and she's still lively as she trots to the van. How I admire her youth. Had I gone through a full day of classes only to follow up with an intense soccer practice, I would already be physically spent. But not her. And the day is only half done. She hops into the backseat, a huge smile on her face with sweat and grass stains on her side. This was her favorite activity of the day. Maybe second favorite. There is no time to wash the earthy smell off of her as clarinet rehea… 続きを読む

"So what does it taste like?" I've always asked that whenever I stuff her mouth with my cock immediately after I rammed her asshole. I've never gotten an actual answer, just a snide stare looking up as my dick stretched her lips. "So what does it taste like, you whore?" Again, no response. I didn't need one. I simply asked so I can remind her that my cock had just been in her ass before I shoved it in her mouth. I wanted to remind her that despite her being a clean cut elementary school teacher by day, she was an absolute fucktoy by night; my fucktoy. No, she wasn't… 続きを読む

6:17 am Sweat has seemingly begun to overflow from the very freckles on my skin and down the valley between my breasts. My curly red hair has begun to stick to the back of my shoulders from the moisture. I don't know if it is anxiety or the temperature. It is still early morning with the sun just peeking from the flat horizon of endless fields of stunted grain stalks, but the summer air was already baking the parched earth, making it difficult to grow anything on this farm. Perhaps it is this agricultural-crippling heatwave tha… 続きを読む

6:17 am Sweat has seemingly begun to overflow from the very freckles on my skin and down the valley between my breasts. My curly red hair has begun to stick to the back of my shoulders from the moisture. I don't know if it is anxiety or the temperature. It is still early morning with the sun just peeking from the flat horizon of endless fields of stunted grain stalks, but the summer air was already baking the parched earth, making it difficult to grow anything on this farm. Perhaps it is this agricultural-crippling heatwave tha… 続きを読む

6:12 am. I've just waken up this morning and there is already a cock dangling in front of my face. The early morning sun only sends in a few dim rays of light through the broken slats of the cheap plastic window blinds. That is the only indication that a new day has begun. The rest of the room is filled with the darkness and cold air of the night prior. My eyes are still puffy, my hair still frayed as my face hangs off the side of the bed from a long night of broken sle.ep. I've yet to fully wake as I partially dangle off the mattress. That is no excuse as the man continues to stand… 続きを読む

Chapter 1 and 2 here - http://xhamster.com/user/cornball/posts/303652.html Chapter 03 - Hands On Training It had been a week since I got my little stepsíster Penny to give me her handjob before I covered her face in semen. Obviously, it had sunk in just how much of a mistake and sign of sexual weakness it was on my part. I'm supposed to be the new older brôther she could trust, not someone to take advantage of her insecurities. Now, I had to worry about not just her telling my parents, but perhaps one of her friends or teachers which would eventually land me in some hot water or… 続きを読む

How I Became an Ivy League Whore [Chapters 1-5] 1 - I guess my journey into debauchery began like many others: from desperation. Deep down, I had always known I was a very attractive young girl, but I guess I hid it behind textbooks and nerdy big-framed glasses, sacrificing a normal teen experience in order to trudge through academics and secure an acceptance in one of the nation's most esteemed universities. I didn't mind being the pretty, petite bookworm seeing that I was an only chìld to a single parent who couldn't afford to buy groceries every week let alone a coll… 続きを読む

Taking Advantage of an Inebriated Mom My friend Victor had come to me earlier that morning before class with news about yet another neighborhood party his m0ther was throwing at his home tonight. It was more than an invitation but rather a plea to come as we would serve as the buffer from his charismatic mother. On such short notice, only I and another mutual friend, Herman could make it. Luckily so as it meant even more food for us at the party. At the sound of the final bell,… 続きを読む

How I Became a Porn Casting Imposter "Geez, I really need a job." That was what I kept mentally repeating to myself as I headed to my um*****th job interview. This one in particular had a bit more gravity to it as it was not only at one of the more respectable companies, but because my time was running out with my roommate, Patrick. A former college friend of mine, I had really worn out my welcome as a roommate of his. Patrick was a successful producer in the media industry who had taken me in during some rough times in the economy. That benevolent act of grace had worn out as… 続きを読む

precursor/tangent story can be read here: http://xhamster.com/user/cornball/posts/179775.html Murray's Tavern Chronicles: Little S!ster Ruby at the Glory Hole "So how does it taste?" "It tastes like crap," Ruby blurted out smugly as she scarfed down a slice of lemon meringue with an exaggerated wince on her face. She still held onto that ch!ldlike honesty but mixed it with teenage sarcasm. I expected to hear that from her as she munched on the homecoming cake I purchased last minute for her. Had I known Ruby was coming back home today, I would have had time… 続きを読む

For chapters 1-4, click here http://xhamster.com/user/cornball/posts/189782.html For chapters 5-6, click here http://xhamster.com/user/cornball/posts/190686.html Chapter 7 - Conference Committee The jig was up. Not only were there witnesses to mine and Nicole's office romp from the day before, but it just so happened to be the two individuals I despised the most in the office. Their previous gossip exploits were of no secret, and one word of this getting to anyone else in the office and I was sure to… 続きを読む

"So you only went to Springfield Community College?" That question was what resonated loudest from my latest failed job interview. I thought it was going smoothly up until that moment. And from there it went downhill, just like the other dozen or so interviews I had gone to this past month. It seemed like a pretentious thing to hold against someone, but I was aiming high in my career while lacking the prestigious university degree on my resume. I would settle for even the small respectable state co… 続きを読む

For chapters 1-4, click here http://xhamster.com/user/cornball/posts/189782.html Chapter 5 - Office Withdrawal A few weeks had gone by since the parking lot tryst between myself and Nicole, and I had promised myself I would not put myself in that precarious situation again. As a result, I had come off as an even harder scrooge who ran a tighter ship around the office. As great as it was, I had no choice but to be a puritan than risk losing my title and career for just some teen intern. I was lucky to not have been spotted by one of our firm's executives in Mr. Ba… 続きを読む

First multi-chaptered story of mine. This will be the first four chapters with 7 or 8 in all. Starts off slow, but picks up. Chapter 1 - Intern Orientation After years of arduous work and climbing menial rank after rank, I had finally been promoted to a very respectable position of management in my firm where I could reap the benefits of a heavier pay and a lighter workload. It had been too long, years upon years of 50-hour work weeks of taking on the most laborious aspects of the office, for me to fully enjoy what I had accomplished. As you can imagine, my long… 続きを読む

Murray's tavern was a bit of an oddball. It was located in what was a bustling commercial and industrial district that fell due to economic depression and the departure of big business. What was a busy downtown soon became a barren neighborhood where large ambitious buildings were abandoned, and then claimed by locals to be turned into modest businesses. Murray's tavern was on the ground floor of a four story unoccupied office building. While it had the character of a local dingy and shabby bar, it had the vast square footage of a former five-star gourmet restaurant. At the height of its use,… 続きを読む