Hello, my name is Jennifer I was born in the UK where I spent most of my childhood, by the young age of four years old, I was given an opportunity of appearing in a small local television show as the granddaughter of the main characters. Overjoyed with the prospect, my parents allowed me to take on the small role which eventually became a recurring one and...
I'm 55 years old, married and straight. I have an active sex life with my husband so I don't even masturbate. I can't remember the last time I went solo. I've never felt a desire to experience sex with another woman. Until now. A couple of weeks ago, my friend and neighbor Denise broke her leg in an accident. The break was bad and put her in a large cast co...
It all started about 3 months ago when I was in my car accident. I was in a cast from nearly head to toe for 8 weeks and in the hospital all that time. My doctor assured me that with adequate physical therapy, I would have no long-term effects. That is where I met Katheryn. Kat, as I called her, was a 26 year old physical therapist, young and full of life. S...
A breast cast is made when a woman allows fresh plaster to be spread across her chest, and when it hardens over a period of time, it creates a perfect mold of her feminine features. It's pure art where mother nature is the true star. This process has been used by women with breast cancer for either their personal memories or public displays. The end resul...
Veronica's car had come to a stop, and she couldn't get it to start again. She sat, frustrated and upset, inside her BMW on the side of a deserted country road, miles from any town. The skies were growing darker by the minute as storm clouds rolled in from the west, and the setting sun cast an eerie light on the horizon. "At least I'm near a house," she thou...
Authors Note: This series of short stories are intended to be episodic and thus can be read alone. Any feedback, criticisms or improvements are always welcome. The author also invites reader suggestions about what they would like to see Xanthe do next. It was getting close to dinner time, the night dark and overcast, a constant drizzle falling all around Xa...
The bronze statue of the little mermaid stood beside Copenhagen harbour for all to see. What no one knew however was that the bronze statue trapped and contained the body of a beautiful ballerina called Stephanie. Many years before she had attended a dance school for mature students. A performing arts college that catered for University students who wanted...
Sarah spread her legs slightly and watched the golden shower fall into the bowl beneath her. Her hand went down and her fingers played with the nicely trimmed bush atop her pubic bone. As long as she could remember, she was fascinated by her vagina, even more so since her cousin, Lucy, unlocked some of the mystery for her as well as the pleasure available to...
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My mother had just died. She was my only surviving relative and she left only two things to me: about $200,000 and a book. After collecting these things I back home where I met my roommate, Freya. She became my roommate about a year ago from England, and we got really close, but she was gay so nothing ever happened between us. She and I shared the house an...