The salmon croquettes were all seated on their individual beds of lettuce, a Warhol-esque display of edible repetition. Ryan had lost count, and was starting over, ensuring accuracy before they went out into the dining area. She nodded to the servers, "Take it." Ryan surveyed the domestic kitchen--it surpassed any restaurant kitchen she'd ever worked in. S...
Jan walked into the empty classroom. She knew it was early but she didn't want to be late. She felt awkward enough returning to college at 41 years old. She did not want to draw more attention to herself, by being late. Looking around the room at the empty desks brought back memories of high school, bringing a warm sensation between her legs. She had been mo...
-This story is still just a fantasy and hasn't happened yet, but I hope my love gets the hint. I'm writing this for someone who commented on how much they liked my "Butch/Domme" story. Hope you like it Irene. It's been one of those blah days when you just don't feel like anything is going according to plan. Work seems as though you're just going through the...
I smile as I recall December. I must have slept 2 hours the whole trip. Occasionally, I drift back and long to feel her skin against mine one more time. I allow myself to orgasm as I reflect back on all the times I watched her cum. Now that we've gone our seperate ways I can't help but imagine what would happen if our paths crossed again for one more night....
Life had not been going to well for Cathy Wilmot; the twenty-five year old had been looking forward to a great year. First there had been her new job and then there had been Mark, her fiancée and their upcoming marriage. Then suddenly in mid April things had started to go wrong, she’d lost her job, the company was downsizing, to cope with the current downw...
I reached down and pulled Annette up to me. Her body slid between my thighs as she pushed and I pulled. Her small breasts settled into the pillow of my larger breasts. I kissed her lightly on the lips; more of a peck than a kiss. She pulled away and looked down at our breasts touching. "I still love your breasts. They feel so good against mine," she cooed. S...
My name is Lacey, and I'm a prostitute in the red-light district of Amsterdam. I get paid to explore the art of erotica, and I love my job. Even though I am in graduate school, I know I will continue being a prostitute once I finish school. I'm so excited to fuck right now. I'm blaming my horny feeling on my high sex drive, and on my high feeling from a bow...
Since my first encounter that Kim and I shared I was really wondering if I was a lesbian or just bi-sexual. I loved men very much so but I realized that I had an attraction to women as well. I wasn't sure how my husband would react to this although, he was very open minded especially when it came to sex I was still unsure as to how he would feel. I knew I'd...
It's been a long hard day at work and I'm heading home, feeling the start of a headache coming my way. All that I can think about is getting home, pouring myself some wine, and getting everything ready for when Della gets home.. As I pull into our drive way I suddenly remember the surprise I have for Della tonight and with a huge grin spread across my face I...
It was last spring when I first meet Sandra; she lived about an hour away in a neighboring state. My husband, Rick, and I had gone with our church to help fix up an old widow's home. Sandra attended our sister church and they had also joined us. We had only been at the house a few minutes when their bus pulled up. I remember the moment I first saw Sandra; sh...