The doorbell rang out loudly into the empty house as it always does when a girl is in the shower. I rinsed the soap off as quickly as I could, turned off the water, and moved a towel around my dripping body. I was the only one in the house, my parents having gone out of town for the weekend. I wrapped the towel around my head, grabbed my pink silk bathrobe a...
The next morning, I woke up with my arms and legs wrapped around my sweet Blue. As is normal, I was horny as hell when I woke. Blue was sleeping very soundly. I couldn't wake her...I really worked her over last night and loved every second of it! I slipped my arms and legs from around her and rolled onto my tummy. I slid my hand under me, slid two finge...
A few weeks after the incident with Chloe at the business convention I was asked by Sarah Johnson to accompany her and Gwen Stephens to gymnastics meet at the state university. Her daughter, Angie, was on scholarship there. As usual my husband, Steve, was on a business trip and our two sons were away at a weekend football camp. With nothing else to do, I agr...
The next day I had two classes and to be honest about it I might as well not even have gone. My mind was on Donna and her beautiful, sexy body. The day before had been wonderful and I was looking forward to making love to her again. I had almost forgotten about my promise to take her with me to see if those two hot teachers would return for another bout of s...
Part 1: Maid service Claire Madigan is an eighteen-year old beauty from Tucson, Arizona. After taking up golf at the age of nine, she soon showed the natural talent that would earn her an LPGA card at seventeen. Now out of high school, her first year on the pro tour has yielded four top ten finishes including a second at the Players and a tie for third at...
It was late summer and the beginning of mine and Christina's senior year. We had both just turned eighteen and we were eager to have fun. She was five seven, Italian, had smallish breasts with dark red nipples. With nipples that were continuously erect and an ass that was more than generous, Christina had men following her around like a bunch of hound dogs c...
Note from the Authoress: This story doesn't form part of the Julie Journals as it is a work of fiction. This story was inspired by a comment left about another story I wrote. The comment went, "Why do I only seem to get offers from fat businessmen when I travel?" I chatted to the maker of the comment and we discussed a few ideas and I have ended up writing t...
To say I was surprised at her invite was an understatement to be sure. I never even thought we were that close to spend anytime out of the classroom we shared at college. Sure there had been the common "How are you?" and the "Did you finish with that paper the professor assigned us?". Maybe even a few conversations on how our weekend went. I always thought i...
(This is the last in a three-part story) * Mary poured the last of the wine into their glasses and handed one to each of the girls. "Bottoms up, slaves," Mary said gleefully. Cindy and Jillian, still sprawled out on the bed, drank deeply. The two were both exhausted, and incredibly energized at the same time. The wine nourished their strength in some spe...
This is the homework of my slave Gabi. My name is Gabi. I'm from Austria (a German-speaking country near Germany). My Mistress ordered me to write down this story. As a matter of fact this is not really a story – as it is not fictional. This is the description of my first meeting with My Mistress. Mistress Cornelia is my Mistress. I'm one of her slaves and...