When Ms. Johnson woke me up with the light touch of her hand to my forehead, I bolted upright thinking I had overslept. She stood over me with a smile and then returned to her desk.
“You’re good,” she said softly. “Don’t worry. It’s time to go anyway.”
&nb...
2024-03-23 00:08:19 +0000 UTC View PostThings really felt different this time since I was able to drive myself. I may have obsessed over my appearance in the bathroom mirror for well over an hour. Nevertheless, I made it. The doors were already open and people were loitering in the cafeteria waiting for the dance to officially start in the gym. I caught a whiff of weed as Kevin Lu passed by me.
Next thing I know, a hand slappe...
2024-02-21 03:41:13 +0000 UTC View PostMs. Johnson, a twenty-eight-year-old woman, became the first person I ever truly fell in love with. Things obviously feel different when you realize you are in love, but you act different without knowing it. Love becomes a stain that’s difficult to wipe from your face.
My mom knew it.
I washed dishes one morning and she came downstairs to make breakfast when she took a single look...
2024-02-21 02:56:12 +0000 UTC View PostTack, tack, tack, tack…
Ms. Johnson passed by my history class during a test one afternoon.
Something felt different.
Hardly anyone had looked up to steal a glance at her. She was always the showstopper of the student body. It didn’t matter what we were doing – everyone always typically stole a glance during a test, a quiz, a presentation, or a lecture.
To...
2024-02-21 02:47:45 +0000 UTC View PostPrincess Lucia Ardiente of Verdelucea could not believe she was thinking this but she was bored – bored of her 18th birthday of all things. All her young little life she was looking forward to the day she would be deemed an adult. People would treat her seriously for once instead of chuckling and patting her on the head. She even had a growth spurt the past two years, reaching a towering six ...
2024-02-09 01:39:12 +0000 UTC View PostThe Guidance Counselor revision is going slower than expected. I'm thinking about where to take things.
In the meantime, I will start posting The Masked Princess (tentative title). For those of you who don't remember, it's a fantasy story about a princess who hates being a princess and secretly masquerades at the local tavern late at night showing off her amazing skills with her sphinct...
Those of you in the $5 tier and above are allowed to post ideas for their commissions in the February 2024 commissions post, and have a chance to be randomly selected for this month! There's only one person who posted but I know there are more of you! I will close opportunities for commissions this month on Sunday.
2024-02-01 06:44:07 +0000 UTC View Post“You’re late!”
Martha Rodriguez had crept through the back door hoping her boss wouldn’t notice. Despite being a superhero, she somehow couldn’t sneak past him. She grimaced as she began taking off her coat. Roger, her boss, stepped out of the bathroom into the narrow hall. He was a much older man who was often sour about where he ended up in life – managing a seedy tavern. Th...
2024-01-17 03:55:07 +0000 UTC View PostAround midnight, a lone woman waited nervously for an uber to pick her up from The Old Time Tavern, a popular bar in the nightclub district of the city. While the street around her was bustling with laughter and chatter, Judith stuck out like a sore thumb reading her phone, sniffing up tears and trying to pull herself together. All she wanted was a nice night out on the town with her friend Sta...
2024-01-17 03:42:47 +0000 UTC View PostI never understood the appeal of Taco Bell. My parents always took me to real Mexican restaurants, so if I ever bit into a Taco Bell taco all I tasted was a facsimile, a rubbery plastic dummy. The very thought of biting into anything they cooked made me cringe. I hadn’t been to a Taco Bell since I was like 12 years old. I would have loved to forget about it entirely were it not for all the jo...
2024-01-15 06:49:43 +0000 UTC View PostThe third after-school session slowed things down a bit. The usual setup with the circumferential transducer and the divider with the blanket were on the side against the wall. Ms. Johnson was there typing away on her laptop. She wore black that day, as well as a business skirt, and it complemented her figure.
“Ah, Jason. Good afternoon. Hope your day went well?’
She had gotten ...
2024-01-14 18:12:18 +0000 UTC View PostA very strange thing happened after I returned home from the greatest session I ever had with Ms. Johnson – I only masturbated once. I had expected to spend the entire night alone in my room to the point where I had to yell at my parents to leave me alone and that I would have dinner when I felt like it. Instead, I dry humped my bed once and all of the anxiety and intensity of the past three ...
2024-01-13 03:16:19 +0000 UTC View PostI know I'm running behind schedule. I'll be posting a good chunk of chapters this Friday, as well as a commission I had to catch up to.
Next week, I'll open a commission poll again for February. Before I usually waited until the last week of the month but from now on I'm going to be working on commissions earlier.
There are some days when you jerk off like five times in a day. You’re just so damn horny for no apparent reason other than everything turns you on. That one MILF at the music store with the “phat” ass. The hot cashier at Best Buy with long brunette hair and a sweet smile. That mature woman wearing a wine-colored sweater with black tights at the Italian restaurant.
After that last m...
2023-12-29 20:30:02 +0000 UTC View PostNOTE: Chapter numbers changed. I separated Chapter 1 into two chapters, therefore this next chapter is really 10, not 9.
“Hello, Jason,” Ms. Johnson said. There wasn’t a hint of anger or suspicion in her voice. Again, her voice was soft and sweet and disarmed me. For a moment, as I sat down, I nearly forgot what had just happened minutes ago before she entered her...
Hi all!
Just updating that I know I meant to finish the first complete draft by now of the revised Guidance Counselor story, but that will instead be by the end of the year.
I have it plotted out so I've been writing away like a mad lad
So commissions will return come January 2024. (I also have to finish this year's second commission. That will be posted this month too)
(I retconned a couple minor details from the first chapter. When I eventually publicly post this story in the future I'll edit it. For now, know that Jenna stole a can of Coke from the burger joint in the first chapter. Also the burger joint will no longer be at the end of the boardwalk.)
They walked further down the boardwalk with the bright lights and sounds n...
It took me a good hour to come up with a username that I liked. I’m serious. One full hour. I sat there at my desk at home after dinner coming up with what felt like “me”. I may have gotten distracted by YouTube videos, masturbated quickly, and then tried to do my calculus homework. That was when it hit me.
HornyDaydreamer
Hm.
Nah.
Something about the word...
2023-11-24 06:10:00 +0000 UTC View PostContrary to popular belief among my classmates, I was quite good at cardio. Quiet kids without siblings like me are used to not telling people shit, and it isn’t until you whip out a skill that people say, “I didn’t know you could do that!”. Running while fully clothed in a Phantom of the Opera costume though does hinder you quite a bit. It got warm quickly. I knew exactly how to get fr...
2023-11-24 05:28:58 +0000 UTC View PostHer name was Heather. She was friends with a senior lacrosse player at my school, the dude who drove the black Mustang, named Kyle. He turned around to face me, his chiseled manly chin nearly stabbing me. He gave me a skeptical look, like he was trying to see what made me cool or something. He then barked, “Who’s this loser?” and Heather replied with “Shut up, he’s cool. I don’t kno...
2023-11-01 04:31:57 +0000 UTC View PostGoing to a dance sickened me with these mixed emotions of excitement and dread. I couldn’t tell which was more intense – the prospect of actually talking to a girl this time or the loneliness I would feel should I fail miserably.
The parking lot of a school dance is filled with bustling excited voices waiting to get in. I stared through the van window as my mom dropped me off. Being 1...
2023-10-25 05:41:37 +0000 UTC View PostI spent the rest of that day in a haze. I glided through the hallway between my classes on Cloud fucking 9. I replayed that hiccurp in my head over and over. It really happened, right? I even still smelled her rank breath from that burp – thick with pasta and Coke. The smell had singed my olfactory nerves.
I had to draw her.
The first thing I did when I got home was tear a page fr...
2023-10-24 00:21:35 +0000 UTC View PostHey all,
I'm still here don't worry. I actually have the next two chapters of The Guidance Counselor written, I'm just going over some last-minute changes and edits. I know I still have to finish some commission work. Being sick hindered my progress as well as a moment of "Oh shit my friend might die" because he was stuck in Israel when the conflict broke out. So it's been a small rolle...
Jenna watched with eager eyes as Nicole caved and ate more. Nicole ordered another round of fries and two more root beers. Despite everything she drank, Nicole held her burps back with a hand to her mouth. Those deep rumbles enticed Jenna. She wondered if Nicole was teasing her. She did it so casually, dabbing her lips like a princess with a napkin when she had crumbs.
They shared their l...
2023-10-03 00:57:08 +0000 UTC View PostAuthor's Note: I have retconned one detail. Jenna King is not bisexual but strictly lesbian.
Nicole Roberto took a deep breath staring at herself in the bathroom mirror. She had spent almost thirty minutes trying to decide whether to have her hair up or down. She settled on letting it down after she remembered that people compared the length of her hair to Rapunzel. She wore a ...
September's monthly commission will be posted throughout this week.
Consider joining the $5 or $10 tier to submit a commission idea for October! If nobody else joins them before October starts, October's commission will automatically go to the other idea that wasn't picked since we only had two submissions last month!
Just sayin'!
-Mack
I’m sitting in her office.
Right now.
In her office.
Her fucking office.
Ms. Johnson flipped through a file folder and hummed to herself. “Sorry, I need a moment. Just came back from lunch.”
I straightened in my seat. Intrusive thoughts of her eating too much broke through my calm. Those lovely gray business pants always lo...
2023-09-23 21:35:54 +0000 UTC View PostMr. Gary died of a heart attack – simple as that. Well, not really simple. There was a whole complicated history with a heart murmur and cholesterol, as I later found out through the rumor mill. I always knew he wasn’t in the greatest of shapes based on how he looked, but I never fully realized how bad it was. Then again, he was seventy-one years old so that also played a big role in it. Th...
2023-09-23 21:22:24 +0000 UTC View PostEvery day, her heels would tap fiercely on the floor.
Tack, tack, tack.
Every boy in the classroom would lift his head up to face the open doorway, hoping to catch a glimpse of her walking down the hallway. They would all stop what they were doing – even breathing -at the sound of those heels. That sound was a gift from heaven, granting us a fleeting divine vision for onl...
2023-09-11 06:00:40 +0000 UTC View PostBefore the week ends, I shall post the first chapters of the brand new school counselor story. (re titled as The Guidance Counselor, but I want to eventually come up with a more creative name).
Really excited to share how I buffed up the story and what ya'll will think of this new storyline.
Our September commission has also been chosen!
For the 5$ tier - Every last week of...