Pantsing and Stripping Forums

Exhausted, Megan dropped down into her office chair and slumped forward to rest her head on her arms which were folded on the desk. It had been six tiring months since their mother had succumbed to her cancer, but Megan had finally won custody of her younger siblings. Their father had left years ago ...

There is a painting by a Frenchman called "Le Défilé de L'innocence" which depicts a great empire engaging in a victory parade. The parade is based on a specific account of an ancient military conquest. Some details have been lost to history and scholars argue over whether the account describes a ...

Chapter 3

The camp director motioned to the laundry carts that were placed evenly around the circle.

“As those of you who are returning know, there are cabin challenges throughout your time here at camp. We are keeping point totals. The winning team will receive rewards and the losing team will ...

Chapter 49

The night was a tumult of strange, erotic dreams, her mind racing with images of the evening's events. Each time she woke, she felt the warmth of Lily's skin against her own, a reminder of the reality she could not escape. Her body was a taut bowstring, every nerve ending singing with ...

Lia awoke a couple of hours later; she was alone in the living room, her legs were still spread. She stood and stretched. She felt a strong urge to use the bathroom; she trotted upstairs to use the only bathroom she was allowed to use these days. The one without the door. Lia thought that it was ...

I didn't know I was staring until Bea lowered the tray to her waist and my line of sight to her pubic arrow was broken.

Drawing my tongue, which had been hanging out of my mouth mid-lick, back inside, I closed my gaping jaw. Recovering somewhat, I tugged on her hand to resume the parade. But there ...

Our call time for the next day wasn't as early as the previous one had been, and I was thankful for that. Like the day before, I was dropped off by my mother. It was summer, so thankfully there wasn't school, but that meant working in hot conditions under even hotter lights in our enclosed studio ...

Escorting Bea inside and waiting for my eyes to adjust to the dim interior, I smiled to see only men and boys everywhere I looked. Because hangar eleven was a construction pavilion, it attracted just the type of crowd I had hoped it would. Just the type to maximize my stepsister’s humiliation.

To ...

It was even worse than I had imagined! There were about half a dozen students from our school that we were going to be working with today, four boys and a girl. The girl I knew pretty well. Beverly Scottsdale was about as stuck up as they came. She was the type to shake your hand with one hand while ...

My body sock clad co-stars were still refusing to talk to me between takes, as we began shooting for the day. They still were under the impression that I was trying to upstage them by appearing naked for the rest of the film. Because of their spurned attitudes, they begin doing things in order to ...