Written by women

We arrived at school early enough to hang out in the courtyard with the other students. For everyone else, I suppose my outfit looked normal, but I felt bared to everyone, and Brandon knew it. I was pretty modest in general. I was told to trail Brandon everywhere he went, and meet him in between each class. But luckily for me we had a different lunch hour, so I would be able to sit with my friends. The day went fine, got a few comments on my “pretty legs” from the older boys in the hallway. Met Brandon between classes. Then...

It was 3pm on a Wednesday and the heat of the summer day beat down on Lucy and her friend Jillian as they walked home from school. The pavement was hot and blanketed in leafs and nuts from the trees that lined Jillian's street. As the sun burned down, the leafs dripped a warm aroma which reminded Lucy of potpourri she had smelled in a boutique candle store in the main-street of her small town. The air was hot and the smell of burning flora sent her into a sleepy, contented head spin. The two girls turned up Jillian's driveway as...

Chapter 5 I floated on air the whole way back to the office. I just had great sex in a place that at least every dirty minded school child had dreamed of and I was pretty certain that I was now dating the object of my affection and lust at least. My mind was racing. I needed to really sort out the feelings that I was having for Charlie. Was I in love with him or was I in lust. Was this just going to be a short how do you do or did he really mean that he wanted to...

I'm a 51 year old, English, divorced mother of 2 and wasnt completely on board with the Matriarchy Regime at the onset. But at that time, I had no idea how much power one could have by changing the simple act of a sexual outlook. It was only 6 months ago that I really got into it. Being divorced, back to work, promotions and more disposable income than I'd ever had before, I hadn't had time to think about using my new toy. At the dawn of the matriarchal takeover, every girl over 18 recieved a female friendly (orgasm giving) strapon...

The Restaurant - By Badgurl I really didn't want to go out, not for another dull meal in another dull restaurant, just like we do week after week, but he insisted and at least it gave me an opportunity to wear the new dress he bought me. I say he bought me, but I chose it. Left up to him I'd be wearing cardigans and Sunday school dresses. You see my boyfriend doesn't like me wearing stuff that shows off my body, he's scared I'll get too much male attention. But a girl like me needs to feel sexy, to...

Chapter Three: A Blue In The Brothel Angel knew Frank all too well. He was her first pimp, and had stolen her virginity when she was only seven. At the time, he was her legal gaurdian, so it made it easy for him to torture her and pimp her out to his friends. That’s how she met Rich. He happened to be one of Frank’s friends, and when he offered to fork over money for her, Frank jumped on the offer and suddenly Angel belonged to Rich at the illegal age of eleven. Sure Angel had tried to escape many times...

Scarlett pursed his full lips as he leaned over to the low desk beside his bed, taking the quill that waited there, dipping it in black ink and tapping away the excess before making a note on the paper that waited beside him, speaking the words aloud in a soft voice as he did. “The Orcess, while dominant in her nature, I have found, can be subdued with the right leverage. While they strive to come across as in charge and powerful, a statement certainly enhanced by their obvious strength and physical prowess, they, like most I have found, can be...

Copyright, 2012 Castlequeen My god, what a miserable experience. Senior Prom. A solid month of preparation, a two hundred dollar dress that will have me working for Mom all summer, a three hundred dollar pair of shoes that will see me enslaved to her postal/shipping/mailbox store until I'm fifty-six, and we can't forget the ninety dollar haircut. What did I get out of it? A rather mediocre dinner, some nice dancing, a great picture and my now ex-boyfriend attempting to get me to put out. I'm not a prude, far from it, but it just wasn't going to happen. I'm still...

My brother Josh and me were on the floor playing Scrabble with Luis and Isabella Gomez at their house. Mrs Gomez was a strange one. She would sometimes sit on the sofa and watch us with a glass of orange juice, in which we all could all smell the vodka. Her clothes were always remarkable. Sometimes she would wear tight pants and a billowing blouse, sometimes she would have on a dress with a full skirt - totally inappropriate for knocking around the house. And her hair, which should have been black, was blonde but more towards orange. She always wore...

It all started with a company Christmas party, every year everyone would all get together at a bar not far from our offices and get hammered. I was 19 at the time but was able to get in with the crowd of coworkers I went with. I had only been with the company just over 6 months and this was my first time really spending time with any of my coworkers outside the office. I worked graveyard with a 3 other people, but I was the only female on shift. The guys were all great, but mostly in their mid 40s...