(Continued from My maid Lata Part 2) During the day one of my classmates Richa Saxena visited our house. She needed some help with the assignments and so we studied together. I asked Richa to stay for lunch and she remained. She left at the afternoon. Seema and Gita too left at their usual times and as soon as they left Lata and me started our steamy sex...
I agreed to meet a work friend to spend the day shopping together. We had tried to schedule the date for several weeks, but our conflicting social calendar had forced us to schedule the date far into the future. As the day approached, we confirmed our calendars and agreed to meet at an upscale mall in Northern New Jersey near where she lived. I was excited t...
Authors note: The following story is a continuation of a story previously posted in the lesbian file called A Hot Day In Camp. You can enjoy this story without the previous one, however my suggestion is to read the other one first. Feedback on the first story was so positive that I felt a sort of second chapter might be fun. Hope you enjoy it. I hadn’t see...
I don't know what had gotten into my roommate Kristen, we had just had this amazing sex and she ate my pussy like a fucking pro. It feels weird to be thinking that way about my roommate, but lets face it-she's a knock out and she shocked the hell out of me. Usually Lana was very quiet and modest, but you wouldn't think that looking at her because she was kin...
I got to the bar promptly at eight. I waited thirty minutes and was ready to leave when I saw this absolutely stunning woman walking towards me. She looked even better than the photo she'd posted with her profile. As she came closer I could see that she was even better looking; tall, with beautiful brown skin and long black hair tied back in a pony tail. She...
I'm a modern dance instructor, and a few weeks ago a couple showed up at my modern dance class. They were the absolute picture of ski slopes fitness, the sorts who set the pace at resorts such as Aspen and Vail. I soon learned that they were both in fact competitive skiers and were taking my advanced dance class as part of their regimen to get in shape for t...
The name is Veronique Angel. I'm a six-foot-three, busty and big-bottomed, voluptuous Black woman of Jamaican descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I'm the top lawyer on the legal defense team working with the world-famous Massachusetts General Hospital. I love my job. Especially when it's time to take on life and death decisions. Ye...
KRISTINA MELHART’S STORY Jenny and I became almost like mascots for the Volleyball team. We went to all of their games, home and away, and always sat near the front. Over time, some of the other girls on the team found out, or guessed, that Jenny and I had something going with Karen, Jill, Nicole, and Emily—something a little more than friendship. They sta...
I'm standing in the cold, rainy night waiting for her. She has chosen the motel. So far, I have only had glimpses of her; seeing her at a party, a club, on the street, but somehow, she caught me once and gave me this address. It's 9pm. I'm smoking a cigarette. I enjoy the nicotine as it flows into my lungs and brain, drawing hard on it. Shadows in the night...
I walk into your bedroom with my hair cascading over my shoulders and my breasts gently swaying with each step I take you watch me closely as I swing my hips from side to side as I walk towards you naked except for my feet in black heels. I move behind your chair and kiss your head as I run my hands down your sides and sniff your hair which smells of summer...