For the first time in 15 years I would see the small town where I had been raised. I had left home at 18 to live in a New York University dorm that overlooked Morningside Park. That education became a springboard onto a Wall Street career. At thirty three years old I found myself having a mid life crisis. I had been well compensated as a financial analyst...
Chapter 1: Cramped between bed and brick, atop dirty clothes and only god knows, stood a short, young and shapely brunette woman. Her name was Jennifer, and she was in quite a bit of hurry, dashing this way and that -- taking not her time, nor sipping slowly at her steam-topped tea. No, instead she was applying her makeup with one hand, all the while trying...
Anna stroked her long slim fingers over the heavy ivory slip, tracing the outlines of the lace and the thin lines of the shoestring straps as she folded her lover's silk. She pressed it to her face, inhaling the smell of the warm iron; the perfume redolent of that musky female scent Anna loved so well, always there, even through the soapy efficiency of the w...
I was hooked there was no doubt in my mind never had I felt anything so intense and wonderful, plus the way she did it made it even more incredible.... My name is Lynn, I'm twenty-three and even though I had known for several years I had a very overly sexual nature I had suppressed my urges with self inflicted stimulation. The reason for this was simple I h...
She picked up her journal, the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life, and as she turned the page she smiled as the memories came flooding back to her as she recalled the pleasure and knowledge they gave her. Her smile widened as she came across an entry entitled 'Alison!' She glanced up and stared at the photo of a young woman whose sm...
Wow! Where to begin...... Well, I guess I can start from the beginning. I am a straight, married woman. But I have always had a secret desire to experience intimacy with another woman. And until recently the thought of really persuing my desires was just a wild taboo fantasy, that would always be just a fatasy! Well, I was wrong!! It all started with me ta...
Before she logged off, Ruth told Deana that she would email her the information about the vacation in the Bahamas. That way she could tell her husband Jeff about all the details. In a few moments, Deana's email window popped up informing her that she had mail. Deana opened it and began reading; "Hello Deana, You my dear are so fucking sexy! However I'm no...
I recognized the blonde who walked through the door immediately, even though I had never seen her face. She smiled as she turned to look at me, and the smile grew as she passed by the row of gleaming metal barstools. We had spoken through e-mails and chat sessions for a couple of weeks, and that radiance had shone through like a beacon in her correspondence...
My wife and I always would lie in bed and talk about our fantasies and deep feelings about sex in our lives while and before we would make love. A few years back we began to talk about the subject of her eating a women's or young girl's pussy (one of my favorite subjects at bed time). One particular time while lying there, we were well heated and ready to ma...
It was a rainy Thursday afternoon when Hillary parked the modest Toyota next to the glittering Porsche in space marked Station Manager. She sighed, up until a few months ago her life had been on track, she had been part of one of the most successful morning teams in Cincinnati radio history. "Sinrise in Cincinnati" had meteorically risen in four years to be...