(This is the continued story of Anne and Jen. I'm sorry for the long delay. It's hard to find the find time these days. I want to thank all of you for your nice comments on the first five chapters. I'm sorry about the use of "gaited" in chapter 4. That's what I get for not trusting "spell check." I hope you like the twist that this chapter will take. I'm try...
Tashkent, Uzbekistan- Yara arrived in the grim ex-Soviet Central Asian republic, at a time when she was still exploring her sexuality, and Uzbekistan did not look like a great place to explore it. She had spent three months in Israel, where she had lost her virginity and in total had sex with 8 Israeli guys, 4 Israeli girls, 9 Palestinian guys and 3 Palestin...
(The continuing story of Anne and Jen) Jen was impressed as the car rolled through the gaited community. As Anne pulled up to her in-laws house, Jen was even more impressed. The house was huge with a circular driveway and a large door. The inside of the house was even more elaborate than Jen could ever remember seeing. It looked like something out of a TV s...
Let me give you a quick introduction. I am Peggy, a 41 year old, no kids, single (widow for 8 years), and a very active bi sexual female. I am petite at 5'1" and 104 pounds. I have long black hair, brown eyes, physically fit and appealing body, tanned and shaved. I am blessed with good genes and the resources to have the best dermatologist and plastic surgeo...
1, The designer Terry was glad it was Saturday; the last two days had been mentally draining, yet very pleasing! She had two whole days to think about it till she found out if anything had been reported back. Somehow she knew she would be ok as far as her employers where concerned. Apart from an appointment with a designer she had the weekend to herself, m...
Talk about moths to a candle! It had been less than a week since Henry's funeral and already Molly had had four phone calls and three visits from members of Henry's 'drinking gang'. Don Taylor had been the first to phone. He had also been the first to visit. 'I was just down the road,' he said. 'I thought that I had better look in and make sure that you wer...
Disclaimer: All characters involved in sexual encounters in this story are 18 years of age or older. Remember that the term 'teen' can refer to a person who is 18 or 19 years of age! This is the continuing saga of the Idol of Lesbos, which has been put to film by Margo Sullivan. I'm proud to say that my taboo story has succeeded in making headway into the a...
It was not a nice Saturday. Outside cold rain spilled from an angry sky while a mournful wind howled a dirge to the beat of the water on the roof. Matthew, Cheryl's beau, was away on an army exercise in Queensland leaving her with nothing more than her vibrating dildo for sexual relief. Twenty-two years old and a grass widow, she thought as she lay back on h...
A deep groan escaped my lips as the corset dug into my stomach as I leaned forward to exit my car. Straightening up, I breathe a sigh of relief as the corset returned to its natural shape. Rubbing my hands over my sides I reach gown to grasp the hem of the skirt and wiggle to pull it back over my ass. Nicole loved to dress me in revealing outfits and my cu...
Mary Morgan sat near the front of the congregation contemplating the choir to her right – or, more particularly, one single member of the choir – her daughter-in-law, Chelsea. Chelsea had been married to Mary's step-son, David Collins, for three years and for all of that time Mary had been fantasising about getting the beautiful young woman naked and into be...