Ma/Fa Stories

In the hidden chambers of Omega Epsilon Alpha Omega, legacy is etched in silence, sacrifice, and power. As graduating president Heather Udell walks the Red Room one last time, she reflects on the women who came before her. Among them, Harriet Clarke looms largest: twice denied the US presidency, never defeated. Behind each portrait lies a secret, behind each plaque, a price. Whispers of vanished votes, forbidden speeches, and doctrines written in the dark shadow.

Young god Pargasus challenges Zeus to a sexual battle in Zeus's own harem.

Suddenly one day I realized it had been quite a while since I'd spent some really good "quality time" with my dad. Well... that shouldn't be so hard to remedy!

For a girl (like me) who loves having sex in a church, you can just imagine the opportunity presented by national church convention! Not to mention I was attending courtesy of an invitation by my new boss - the school administrator who I'd recently "interviewed" with for my job starting this fall. His wife and kids were along as well but that just made it all the hotter for me.

After a week in Oregon with my mom visiting her friend Tammy, who could blame me for being awfully horny so when we travelled to a casino on a nearby Indian reservation I was looking for any opportunity to take care of the itch. When my mom dared me to take on a group of guys at the poker table, her friend Tammy learned what a slut her best friend's daughter really was!

You know how sometimes it seems that something you dream of but deep down you know will never happen - happens? Well, that was the case in this situation. We met at church where he was a Deacon. I was young and single while he was married with children. I was offered a day of shopping and dinner in exchange for fulfillment of a fantasy. Sounded like a pretty good deal to me!

You only turn 23 once and although it's not usually thought of as a "significant" birthday, my girlfriends weren't going to let it go by without celebrating it. With a little help from some friends, it was indeed a birthday to remember.

After my first lingerie party, the hostess seemed to want to say something to me but she ended up just saying goodbye. Thus I was a bit surprised when she called me a couple days later and even MORE so when she told me what she wanted. Did she really believe that presenting a slut to her husband would save her marriage?

Flirt, lush, tramp, slut, cockteaser, bitch, even whore... I've been called them all. I guess it comes with the territory when you love sex and live by a "if you got it, flaunt it" attitude. I'm not afraid to admit I LOVE to tease. It's fun to see what a man will do using nothing more than the offer of your body for incentive. People ask me if I've ever NOT gotten what I wanted from a guy, at least sexually speaking. Well, my best friend's brother was one of my greatest challenges.