Chloe Pt.2 - Alex acquainted My car was a rather old convertible, but it was still cool enough to attract attention. When Chloe and I left the apartment-building, she was obviously uncomfortable. Well, with a 13 inch dildo lodged inside her bowels, it was not surprising. I opened the car door for her, and when she was in I got into the driver’s seat. The f...
Every weekday, Brenda would come home from a long exhausting day at the office, to find her husband watering the yard. There was nothing wrong with him watering the yard mind you, as it was a task that needed to be done, but still, it angered the blonde. For every day, at that same time, the 19-year-old neighbor girl, Samantha, decided to sunbathe, in her fr...
"I want to do something in public today," Audrey said, out of the blue one morning after they'd lingered together, in bed, deliciously late. "Something public, and very very sexy." Donna has grown used to these sudden announcements about sexual adventures. Audrey proclaimed this at dinner. She wanted to take a cab to the concert. It was going to be all Beet...
Dark and rainy evening, we meet in the parking lot of a closed-down bar, and follow one another, by car, into the woods of a local park. You climb into the backseat of my vehicle... only an hour to spend with one another before we each must return to our respective houses; to our husbands, who long ago decided that we were no longer the objects of their desi...
It all started when I walked into a restroom at a restaurant. Before I get into this story of romance I should tell you about myself. I am a blonde and have long slightly tanned legs. My breasts are about medium size and my nipples get hard around women who I think are sexy. This is because I am a lesbian, but I love it. I think it's way better than being he...
Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. All characters are over the age of 18 and are not modeled after any specific people. *** Chapter 3: Car Ride Faith's phone chimed in her pocket. Pulling it out, she felt butterflies in her stomach. It was a text from Hannah. 'I'm outside. Let's go cutie ;)' Faith smiled, jumping up from the couch and rushi...
I couldn't help the feeling of my pussy throbbing in my panties. I couldn't wait to get off the road and out of this car so I could rub this feeling out. But with every pot hole I hit along this long, bumpy road I could feel myself get wetter. I couldn't stand it any longer, I reached one hand down my skirt, slid my thong away from my wet pussy and begin str...
Here I was, in the huge backseat of a restored '57 Chevy Bel-Air with a woman whose name I couldn't remember; her mouth, tasting of whiskey and tobacco, kissing me, her callused, sure, hands slipping off my panties. My wide hips tipping up to let her, my mouth slack and open to her demanding, slippery, tongue; my head tilted, eyes open, staring at the rivule...
When I left my house, I was so nervous I was shaking. I was a little turned on, and very anxious. This is something I had not done in a long time—go to a bar and pick someone up. Probably 12 years. Certainly the last time I did it I had alcohol to take the edge off and cigarettes as props. Now it was just me. With my collar in place and my corset so tight my...
It was a shame that I'd lost her number. She thought that I'd just blown her off, which I would never do if someone gave me their number. If I don't want to call someone, I let them know somehow. But after our changing room incident, almost every time I saw her she'd look away and avoid my eyes. I really wanted to tell her that I wanted to call her and talk...