"Gosh Gabi, is this such a good idea?" I think. But it's already too late, my mind is made up and there is nothing left inside of me that can change it or, for that matter, even remotely wants to. I have avoided this close contact for weeks. We're co-workers, so there is nothing good that can come out of it. ....Well, that's a lie, there's PLENTY of good tha...
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This is an erotic fictional story. If you are under legal age, or are offended by sexual fantacy, please exit before reading. I've been taking my time -- bathing, shaving, drying my hair, applying my makeup, giving myself a manicure and pedicure. Having lovingly completed those tasks, I powder my body and dab my favorite perfume, Joy, behind my ears and hig...
This is a fictional story with fictional characters. I made some changes to improve the story from before and even changed the title as well. I hope you enjoy this more ;). ***** One night in the suburbs of New York, everything was peaceful and quite, then something happened. When she looked out of the window, she saw the flames leaping up at the house......
We laid there for a little while, catching our breath after making love for the first time. It was everything that I had expected it to be and more. It was more than what we had talked about when we were online together and it sent my mind reeling as I lay there reliving it. I closed my eyes, and breathed in deeply as I remembered the feel of your lips and t...
"Who wears boots with a lace mini dress Yvonne?" "I do." I smile back at my friend as we enter the Cathouse. At that comment the bouncer pulls us to the side, demanding I take my boots off and shake them out, he's looking for a stash of drugs. Lifting my knee I stretch outwards and untie my laces, the bouncers eyes letch at my thighs as my little dress rid...
There’s one of us in every locker room you know. I remember when I was a teen, just starting to blossom, and how shy I used to be changing in public locker rooms. I would change in the bathroom stalls, at the end of a row of lockers, or even INSIDE a locker itself. I remember a friend of mine getting so disgusted with the lengths I went through to preserve...
Let me catch you up on me before I begin my story. I am 6 foot tall and considered a BBW. My being a big girl does not allow for sexual adventures to occur, or hell, for sexual encounters of any kind. My best feature would be my eyes, if you make it that far up from my 48 DDs. I was almost 22 before I lost my virginity and can count my sexual partners on two...
My life fell into a kind of strange rhythm. In the morning, they lined us up. The cold water was always a shock, but at least it got us clean, at least it washed out all the filth left on us from the previous day. As they toweled us dry, the servants would gossip about the latest scandal; bets at the games, trysts in the castle, bastards born in the street....
Warm blurs of light play over the darkness of my closed eyelids. A warm summer breeze cools my skin, fighting to keep me comfortable against the sun's heat. The sounds of people swimming and children playing nearby make me feel like I could be any age, in any year, and the pool is simply an eternal place where summer never ends. Of course, things are a bit d...