When I found Sixcia after that whole... ordeal, she was happily chatting with Ashley by the school's entrance. I walked over to them, where Ashley spotted me and started waving, though she still looked flushed. "Are you alright?" Ashley asked me. "Yeah, uh, Kalissa just wanted to talk." No doubt Ashley would have been worried after seeing me exit the cla...
Sunday - February 26, 2006 Author's note: This is the last day of a vacation that turned a ten-year fantasy into reality. It is taking place on a plane from Jamaica to Minneapolis Minnesota. What else do the stars have for me the remaining few hours? If you have already read previous chapters, then you have a hint. This is a continuation of a party started...
It was raining outside - a typical Amsterdam spring day with heavy grey cloud casting a chill gloom upon the city. A Little natural light was managing to find its way through the dirty, rain spattered windows as they rattled in their frames, carrying with it the luminous presence from the spring leaves on the trees outside that lined the canal. Inside, the r...
Dear Reader, I would strongly urge you to read the first part of this story before you read this current installment. The first part doesn't have any sex in it, but is not too long and I guarantee you will enjoy this part more having read the prequel. Thanks a lot, hope you enjoy! Jailbreak II I'm in a room; it looks almost square, probably a hundred yards...
This is a sequel to Samantha Barnett's story, "Late Night Hookup". It's written and posted with Samantha's permission. ***** "So... what? You just walked in on them?" "Are you kidding?" Angela shook her head, her curly brown hair sliding back over one shoulder. "Oh my god... that's the last thing I needed to see. I mean... I didn't need to go in. It was...
** June 13th ** Bette surprised me a little with her announcement Thursday. "People in my line of work normally take the month of August off." I knew this. "I'm going on vacation with some... friends." She broke eye contact when she said that; very un-Bette like. "I'll be gone from July 15th to August 16th. I'm telling everyone this week. I would be pretty...
"867-5309" OK, so it was stupid. I mean, yes, hello, I was eighteen, but eighteen's not too old to be doing stupid things. Who thought there was any harm? It was 1982, and that song played everywhere. Kids all over the country were doing it, and they weren't any dumber than we were. They were just lucky not to be in my area code. Sheila and I tried it, jus...
I am a 40 year old typical soccer mom who leads a pretty conventional life. My stories are based on my fantasies. Most deal with the humiliation of older women by younger women, in the style of my favorite authors such as Cowgirl, Couture, Phoenix Arrow and Jane Parks. I hope you enjoy this story. It's dedicated to my favorite Puerto Rican bitch Miss Peache...
It all started as a bit of a joke. I was picking up my E-mails on my home P.C, when the doorbell rang. It was my wife's friend Jill, she had come to see Jane my wife. I let her in and took her through to Jane who was in the lounge. Jill had just got a new job selling lingerie at house party's, and had brought her case around to let Jane have a sneak preview...
I've always been a bit bi-curious, but never had the guts to act on it. I grew up in a small town, and I could never risk initiating something with another girl that might wind up rejecting me. Eventually as I got older and moved out on my own to a larger city, my shyness was completely ingrained. I had to settle for watching lesbian porn and masturbating wh...