Curiosity is a powerful thing. I imagine her, Curiosity, as a beautiful woman, ethereal and transparent. She beckons men (and women, too, but mostly men, for some reason I think) with her curling finger. We follow her, those of us who hear her call. She smiles over her shoulder at us as she sheds her clothes, and we go with her, never minding our footsteps,...
This is a story about my first lesbian experience. My name is Anita. I am a 20 year old Indian girl and I live in London, England. Looking at me, I'm 5'5, with cinnamon brown skin, a slim body, long black hair and 34b breasts. I am at a university in London, and live my own apartment in the halls of residence. My flat isn't that big at all, in fact its more...
(Pre-emptive apologies to anyone fluent in Italian who winces at any mistakes I've made with Bellissima's Italian dialogue; your only consolation should be that there isn't much of it.) (Many thanks to Lady Ru'etha, whose podcast added verisimilitude and--always--inspiration.) * Sarah looked up at the dress, wondering exactly how much it cost. In a bouti...
-4- "Momma, it's my life that we're talking about, not yours," Bonnie said into her cell phone; well, more like shouted, than said. Sami was trying not to hear the conversation as she packed her bag for the upcoming road trip with the team, but in the confines of the small dorm room, that wasn't a possibility. "Look, if Roy and I are okay with breaking of...
"Look, I know things didn't go so well badly, but I've learned a few things and I think I can make it up to you." He was supposedly being earnest with me, or at least putting in some effort to trick me again. "Norman, I know how you feel, believe me I really do, but I just don't feel that way with you, it's just-" "Jeez, don't be so quick to give up on us...
My tongue is about an inch from Nicky’s asshole. It’s such a nasty sight. The dildo is poised. It smells of my pussy, which was where it was on the journey here. That was the last thing Nicky did when we left the house. She pushed me up against the wall, produced a dildo out of fucking nowhere, and shoved it up my cunt. I love it when she gets ideas like tha...
Cassandra and I had only been together for less than a month. You know how it is. Those first few weeks of wild, crazy love when you can’t get enough of one another. We were both eighteen and sex was still a new, forbidden thing of wonder. Our bodies were each, for the other, like untested carnival rides. We fucked a lot. I mean, a lot. My Dad worked days an...
For the next week or so nothing was mentioned between the two women about the kiss. It hung between them like a guilty secret as they continued to spend time together, getting to know each other and finding more and more that, outside of their sexuality, they had shared interests and values. Helen, having been fed by Sam not once but twice, felt she ought to...
The room is timber panelled and well appointed. Mirrors line two walls. A giant-sized spa bath occupies a corner and half one wall, a shower cubicle taking up the rest of the wall space. In the middle of the floor is a massage table covered by fluffy salmon coloured towels. Another towel is arranged like a serviette on top. The light level is low, supplied b...
The walk to Mandy's place was short. She lived in an old building, a four-story walkup with creaking stairs and tiny black and white checkered tile floors on every landing. Mandy's apartment was on the second floor. As Lynn followed her up the creaking stairs, she couldn't help but notice how nice Mandy's ass was. She had very nice hips for a slender girl, L...