I was working at a somewhat well known, high quality beauty store. Every second I spent at that job was miserable. For the most part, the women who came in were spoiled bitches and just wanted their expensive shampoo. I was feeling particularly lonely and, admittedly horny on the day that you came in. Don't get me wrong -- my husband is an amazing lover, but...
This is a continuation of Memories at the request of many readers. To those that voted and sending comments, thank you very much. I hope this chapter is as stimulating for you as Memories and Memories Ch 2. * "You are a slut Amy, a wonderful slut. We are going to have lots of fun together." While sucking on her fingers, my eyes lowered to look at her tits...
The beech and maple trees stretched out overhead blocking out large portions of the sun and providing a nice amount of shade on this rather warm summer day. Below the canopy, Oona and Marie walked side by side down the trail exchanging laughter over a joke Marie had brought into their conversation. Above, a cardinal sang out and Oona's eyes searched above fo...
After a good night's sleep I was off for my next venture as a callgirl for women. I had stopped in a "friendly neighborhood sex store" to purchase the "little bag of tricks" that Shirley carried with her. Since I was now prepared it turned out I didn't need them at least with my next customer. I proceeded to another motel just a bit down the street from the...
I live happily in Queensland, Australia with my little puppy dog. My partner lives in New Zealand and will be coming to live with me in the near future. I recently disclosed my bi-sexual tendencies to him and he encouraged me to explore them, so I created a profile and advertised on the Internet for a female lover. A few days later I received a lovely email...
I'm not really a theater type person. I didn't like Moulin Rouge or Chicago. I always skipped drama class in high school and if I had to go, I put in absolutely no effort. Even so, I decided to expand my horizons recently and joined a production as part of the cast (Actually my friend was begging me to join and I owed her a favor). My role is Woman #2. Hey,...
Tuesday, January 25, 2005 Paige Davis is leaving Trading Spaces. Maybe she shouldn't have done the TV Guide cover wearing nothing but wallpaper. Maybe she shouldn't have done the fake stripper routine at a Broadway fundraiser when she allowed men to stuff money down the front of her low cut dress or inside her tiny g-string. I'm really depressed. If you don...
(Karen Styles’s story) After volley ball practice I had to stay after and talk to coach Barnes, not that I minded. At 6’8” and stacked she is such a Goddess that just being near her makes my pussy run. She can chew me out, scold me or whatever, and all I want to do is fall down at her feet and worship her and beg her for a chance to kiss her—anywhere she wa...
Hi my name is Sandra and I am sharing my seductive night experience with my mom. It was night and raining outside, I was preparing my bed when my mom knocks the door. I open the door and look at her. She is so beautiful in her forties, her soft juicy lips and seductive eyes always fascinate me. Her big boobs and curvy waist gives me vibration in my all sens...
Linda and I hadn't seen each other much since she left for college three years ago. Linda had come home from time to time, but most of the time we'd miss each other. We graduated high school together; I went to work full-time at a daycare, and she went off to study acting. We had only planned to walk to the store, but ended up near the field we spent a lot...