"While at university, I am introduced to three men all triple my age."
On one occasion, Brian tentatively asked me if I'd be interested in visiting three older men together in one of their homes. I wasn't sure about the idea until Brian told me that all three men would be at least...
"More accounts of adventures working as a student stripper."
Gemma and I soon discovered that working in a strip club, albeit for only one Friday evening every fortnight, had its unexpected sides that we never anticipated when we started our amateur appearances. This account recalls some of the more...
"Accounts of selling my body for sex - I become a student whore!"
When Gemma and I started working at the strip club, we thought it was just a hoot. We talked together about our antics, bursting into fits of laughter like some giddy teenagers. We were convinced that our time there would...
"I tell how a university student 'accidently' joined a strip club."
On one occasion, while at university, a few of us lassies wanted to see a top boy band that would play in the city. I confess it was not my 'cup of tea'; however, I did not want to miss...
"I conclude my true life account of a weekend when I became a sex and BDSM slave to 15 male students."
This is a true account! Some readers may not necessarily enjoy every aspect of its telling. I have been honest and open without editing what some might call unsavoury elements. I apologise to those who might consider its retelling OTT...
"I spend a weekend as a Gangbang whore for my fellow students when I was only 19."
Here I was, four hundred miles away from home, nineteen years old, nearly twenty if truth be known and into my first year at university.During my studies, I had become friendly with several students, and a couple of my close...
"I get wet and messy with strangers and perform my first blow job."
I was eighteen, and it was six months after I had enjoyed my first sexual encounter with my two male friends, Andy and Nick. It had been a busy period as I prepared to head out to University, and they...
"This family history has skeletons in the closet."
This was originally considered a folktale, at least that is what my grandfather claimed. After he passed and nearly all his generation had died, the “truth” emerged in a diary including pictures of the family members that were involved in...
"Coffee, Comfy Sofas and Duplicitous Betrayal"
Creamy globules decorate my thighs, clinging jelly-like to skin as they resist gravities urge to descend helter-skelter towards impeccably shod feet. Leaning across her sedentary form my tongue pries lips apart and dances in her dribbling cavity of desire. Furious...
""Work Hard, Play Harder""
Out of season seaside hotel; crumbling masonry, fading glamour and audibly complaining bed springs.With looming deadlines we pull an all-nighter; writhing obstinately on starch stiff sheets. Her tongue slathering expertly through dewdrop glistening petals, fingers probing, juice-coated, into demanding, insatiable...