Damn, but the fall semester had flown by, Sami thought as she walked to her class in the first weeks of the spring semester. That fall semester had started with a few surprises for Sami-girl. Well, of course, there was the finally-got-into-her-panties thing with Bonnie-baby; but that wasn't the biggest surprise, believe it or not. _________________________...
Gwen, dressed in just her charcoal sweater, knelt on Domenique's living room rug, her sweet round ass up, her smooth brown legs spread apart and her head nestled in her folded arms. She watched Domenique, still fully clothed, sitting on her chaise, sipping her spiced white wine, and roving her eyes covetously over Gwen's lovely contours. Gwen, her ass open a...
Another chapter in the life of Cara, a librarian with a penchant for young and natural women... *** It was something out of character for the middle aged librarian to slow her car on the shoulder of the dark and desolate highway when she saw a hitchhiker, because ordinarily Cara Janowsky would sooner step over a vagrant or brush past a person in need rathe...
You don't remember if you even had a choice. You do remember hitting Main Street on the first weekend of Bike Week, out with the girls from work. You do remember drinking a shitload of Margaritas and arguing with Kerri Ann about the number of bikers in Daytona this year. You don't recall when she imposed herself in your group or when she began to take your s...
It was a warm sunny day. In fact, the weather had been wonderful for several days. The sun poured through the slats of the Venetian blinds across the polished teak desk in Joanne's outer office, where she was sitting reading the screen of her computer. The sales office was quiet. It was lunch-time and most of the staff were out, or closeted in their office w...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. This is just a flash story. Don't take it too seriously. ***** Margot Murphy walked the nine blocks from Northside High School, to the small home she and her mother and step-father were renting. The eighteen year old felt the springtime pollen attacking...
Part I In the heat of battle, Kai spun to face each aggressor, her short blade flashing amid flesh and steel. One of them lay at her feet, safely dispatched, but she bled herself, and still the others pressed in on her from all sides. Her eyes were an icy mask of death as she battled her foes. In the distance she heard the barking of a dog, drawing ever clo...
Catalina Saint Vincent is my name. I'm a five-foot-eleven, quite curvy and delicious big-bottomed young Black woman of Haitian-American and Puerto Rican descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Many people accuse me of being naïve because I've led a somewhat sheltered life. That's not true. I'm the most down to earth and realistic person you wi...
First of all, I call myself a slut, not with shame, but with pride. Webster's defines slut as first, a slovenly girl, second as a promiscuous girl, then as a prostitute and a saucy girl, and finally a minx - which sounds to me like a small furry animal. I don't know where they get off with slovenly, I mean, I have very high standards of personal cleanliness,...
Many thanks for all the feedback, DEAR readers. I love the way many of your are engaging in my naughty-nasty glam fantasy, which is so precious to me. I LOVE to discuss it, so please, more comment is appreciated... Sorry to only tease you here *wink*.. Chapter 2, Part 2 cumming soooon. Thanks again to all my inspirations, and a mention specifically to Kim...