The Devil's Sorority: Take a Seat

"What does Kelta Delta stand for?"
The voices of a dozen freshman pledges rang out in one voice.
"Kneel Down..."
Okay, so I was a transferred sophomore, and my roommate Rachel was also a late bloomer, but we were all beautiful, young women standing in our latex fetish dresses, waiting for the mistress to make her next command....

Little Brianna, the Flirt
She's just a little flirt. That's all I could think as I watched eighteen-year-old Brianna walk out of her house in a very tiny string bikini. She looked over at me as I stood across the yard between our houses, drinking a beer, the lawnmower waiting for me in the yard. She wore dark sunglasses so I couldn't see her eyes, but she looked over at me as she walked to the lawn chair. She then turned the chair in my direction and lay on it so that she was facing me. I don't know if h...

I got back to Mrs. Singletary's house faster than she did. I parked in the street and waited for her. Five minutes later, her car pulled up and she drove into the garage. She walked out, juggling with her purse, trying to find her keys in her haste, but dropped it. I picked it up and handed it to her, then picked up the few items that fell out....

Rebecca, Tina, Julie and Mandy are all friends who met in the same dorm, "Graceland Hall", at college. The names and a few very specific details have been changed for some semblance of anonymity. While all are written from First Person point of view, only one of the characters is (mostly) me. I hope you enjoy!...

The sun was brutal--straight overhead and mean about it. My blouse was already sticking to my back by the time we crossed the lawn. Rows of white tents stretched along the lake, tidy and company-logoed, folding chairs and round tables shaded by rented umbrellas. A guy in a black polo was crouched beneath the buffet table, adjusting sterno trays. Others moved between stations like hotel valets--quick, smooth, practiced. Polite enough to remind you this wasn't a backyard barbecue. There was a bar. Thank God....

Ladies' Art Class by Susan Selton
Passing under the shadow of the university bell tower, Anne cast her gaze across the quad.
Students leisurely strolled from one building to another either walking solo or engaged in chatter with fellow students. Evening classes draw an older crowd, including pensioners wishing to explore a given subject as an avocation, maybe even an adventure. Most students who crossed Anne's path, however, were twenty years her junior, some still studying for their A-Level qualifica...

Author's note: Skip to the asterisks for the story.
Hello, everyone. This is my first story on here so I appreciate any feedback anyone might have! That being said I wanted to quickly take a second to address a couple of things regarding the story.
First of all, I'm not a native English speaker. I'm from Italy, so if any of the writing seems off or strange, that's probably why....

So, having been married for nearly 15 years to an older guy ( he is 63 I am still in my 30's), I understood at last that he was content to simply eat at home, occasional we would venture out for a steak dinner, and had sex once or twice a month, if he wasn't buried in his newspaper, books or studied whatever he did at the masonic halls!...

This is really concludes Claires journey and sets what is to come
Claire's Letter (unsent)
I don't know if I'll give you this.
Maybe I'll burn it. Maybe it'll stay folded inside the pages of an old sketchbook, curling at the edges like everything else I've left too long.
But I need to write it....

It had been 2 weeks since the Xmas works party, and Christmas was just a week away. Jill had managed to finish work until Boxing Day and was happy to have some time off. Rob would be finishing for his Christmas break in a few days but was still rather busy at work.
Jill spent many moments in the last couple weeks thinking about what happened at the Christmas party. Rob's boss, Alan had pinched her bum when saying goodbye at the end of the evening. Alan had also mentioned while they were dancing that they...

The office was almost empty. Fluorescent lights hummed overhead as the last of the support staff trickled out with quiet goodbyes. Outside the glass walls of Tower 9, the city glowed like a furnace cooling down.
Eli leaned back in his chair, watching the soft flicker of his dual monitors. Spreadsheets, unread Slack messages, a marketing deck he hadn't touched. But he wasn't looking at any of it. Not really....

Tags aren't decoration. I always label my stories properly, so if you're not into something, check the tags before you read, because some stories include themes that aren't to everyone's taste. Don't go in cold and get caught off guard.
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The office buzzed along in its usual post weekend hum, voices bouncing between desks, screens glowing with storyboards and edits. Sophie settled into her chair, looking over the latest batch of problems to land on her desk. Costumes were late, a locati...

// PRE-LOG INSERT: Deployment Prep // Unauthorized Solo Loop v0.9
Device: MOD. BOT69X Mode: Standby -- Enforcement Pending Timestamp: 20:49:07.112Z Location: Enforcer Pod #9 // Central Vertical Sync Bay
She stands alone in the chrome-floored prep chamber, bathed in cold blue light. Her body is statuesque--designed not for war, but attention compliance. A crowd-control asset. A visual deterrent. She is meant to be stared at....

"Strip."
The pretense was gone. His facade faded to leave only the dominant beneath. The man who took joy in this, derived pleasure in this and the man who lived for sadism. Though they shared a face, this Cyrus was nothing like the professional CPA. There was no tense composure and no false civility. His body relaxed with his shoulders dropping as he let go of the mask. His face was cruel authority and impassioned need, threading through his posture and his words....

Chapter 14
We head off early for her ten o'clock, still trying to avoid the crowds. No one stops us, our first trip to classes this week without getting accosted. I make it all the way through both classes and buy both our lunches on the card. The clerk looks at me oddly; I say, "I cleared this with the Dean."...

Dak sat down at the table across from Shoshana, the books settling softly between them as if drawn by invisible strings. He reached for the top volume--the same one they had studied over the last few evenings: Theories of Magic.
"Today," he said, his tone measured, "we are going to move past the first page." He tapped the thick leather cover lightly with one fingertip. "We've only read the first line so far. We've discussed it at length as well. That was by design. It is a very important lesson to learn....

The "Meet the Girls" is meant to be a very short, smut story to show the character. The females in these stories are the same characters in the series "College Stuff". These stories follow the characters in College Stuff where the main character Mack never went to college (and so never met). The stories take place roughly adjacent to the time they were introduced into the story in "College Stuff". I hope these short stories give insight to the characters personality and wants....

Reading Advisement;
(This chapter doesn't really contain any smut, it is meant to establish and develop more story and dynamics. It is a lot of drama and important info)
Previously: Mack was taken to Maddy's room to discuss the recent developments with Eva and soon to be events with Sophia. Maddy seemed to take everything well but he could tell there may be some underlying issues but those could be handled later. But Eva showed up as soon as he was about to leave, fortunately he was able to get out of...

Tonight There's Gonna Be a Jailbreak - Jenny Gets Her Revenge.
Once again, in complete disbelief, I was staring at my husband Mark's computer screen realizing he was having yet another affair. I don't get it. I am extremely attractive having worked as a confident runway model. I give him all the sexual attention and support he could want or need, even when we fight. In fact, my libido is much more active and insatiable than his and most other women! Yet he still feels a need to cheat on me....

From time to time, my husband and I enjoy building a fire in the fire pit in the back yard while having a cold beer or two. After a couple of beers, he gets horny and our conversation moves more to a sexual nature.
One night he began to ask about some of my friends I once worked with, remembering the times I would come home telling him about how some of the guys would ask me to dinner or meet for drinks after work....

Reilin had arrived with plenty of time, cheque in hand. I wasn't surprised after yesterday's threat. The girl was probably sore. I'd need to give her some time before she'd step out of line again. She'd come dressed in crimson red studded leather. It was a look. The whole outfit, knee-high boots, mid-thigh skirt, vest and gloves, were polished impeccably. Credit where credit is due, yeah I'd wear that, if I could afford it....

The Creek
Part 4
Both Randi and Bill were mesmerized by Ann's actions. For her, it was her coming out. Slipping her dress off and handing it to her boss, symbolized her decision. She had been hiding her hermaphrodite existence for most of her life.
"Boss... Randi... I feel so relieved standing here naked with you, totally exposed. I'm not transgender. I was born this way. At first, I looked and had the right equipment to belong with the boys. As I grew, I noticed subtle changes, more feminine chang...

Rachel the Warrior
Part Three
by G. Lawrence
Old friends and new problems
Having fallen out with Tom's parents and lost her pregnancy in an accident, Rachel needs time to think. She is 29 years old, engaged to Tom, wealthy and successful, but controversy continues to follow her, for many distrust the powerful world-wide health database she created. The novel is being presented in eight parts, two chapters per episode....

He came in looking for something he couldn't name. She was just closing up. Neither expected to be seen -- and yet.
Nothing says 'doing just fine' like striking up a conversation with a cashier twice your age just to prove to yourself you still can.
That thought didn't sound nearly as pathetic in his head as it would out loud, which was reason enough to keep it there....

Ch. 2
I wake the next day still thinking about Connie and the fun we had, I was eager to get to work to see where the day takes us... I decide to tease a little more today by wearing a short summer dress that barely hides my curvaceous body. I make sure to go without a bra or underwear, I plan to make her soaking wet by lunch. I sit on my bed looking in my drawer wondering if she would enjoy a toy if i brought it, I can't decide on which one to bring so i grab two different ones. The first is the one i u...

Author's note: First, a warning! This is a very detailed story about consensual sex between adults. If you're prudish or underage, please don't read any further. If you enjoy erotic entertainment, you should definitely read on.
Please forgive that I'm no friend of the crude language found in many of the stories here. You won't find the "c" word in my writing, nor will you find women reduced to submissive objects. If you're into stories like these, you'll find plenty to choose from in the various categori...

I invited Sherry, my girl friend to go hiking with me. A weekend away I thought would break the log jam we had gotten into. We had not gotten beyond mutual masturbation leaving me frustrated to the point of murder. A weekend in the wilds I thought would persuade her to go all the way.
Having arrived at the camp site next to the river, I found a reasonably private spot for us to lay out our sleeping bags and for us, I hoped, to finally make love. In the early evening, the sky having that soft glow before ...

Rent Day #2
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The next week, things between us are strange, heavier. Milly is quieter, but sometimes I catch her looking at me in a way that's almost challenging--like she's waiting for me to bring it up, to ask how she really felt. The rent is paid for the month, but I know what's coming. Frank's already dropped hints in the hallway, glancing at Milly in ways that make my skin prickle....

Criminal 01
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As I walked down the halls I heard light chatter like:
'There goes the criminal!'
'How'd he get in here?'
'Did you hear what he was charged with?'
'Why isn't he still in jail?'
I tried to ignore them and let them guess as I'm sure whatever story they come up with will probably be more extravagant than what I really got in trouble for....

I spent almost the full next day wondering if I should demand some sort of an answer from Matthew.
Rationally, I knew he hadn't done anything more than being horribly disrespectful to his wife. We had barely even touched each other platonically, let alone kissed or done anything worse.
But there was a deep level of hurt that I was struggling to ignore. I had felt a genuine connection and I thought he'd felt the same. It sounded ridiculous. I had met men before who had faked an emotional connection to ...