Knock! Knock! Knock! 'What the fuck! It's 3A. M.! ' Raven thought as she tied her robe closed as she ran for the door. Knock! Knock! Knock! "Alright! I'm fuckin' coming," She shouted angrily. She throw the door opened and was shocked at who it was. There stood Abbey, her ex-girlfriend, of all people! Abbey had left her two months ago for this Asian...
Sandy stood nervously at the door to the dormitory. She peered at the tatty piece of paper in her hand, dormitory 4B had been scrawled on it in a rather untidy handwriting. Walking down the corridor she stared at the numbers on the doors, 1…. 2….. 3…. Ah there was no. 4. She knocked hesitantly, not sure whether this was the right room, there was no B next to...
Charlene's friends arrived about half an hour before the package came. Kumiko was the first to ring the doorbell at Charlene's parents house. Her smile was radiant and the girls hugged and kissed on the cheek. They had been close friends the previous school year but had not seen each other over the summer. Charlene had a round face and was of average height...
I saw Alison for the first time in a little shop around the coastline from where I live. As you can see from my bio', I’m a teenaged girl, or woman, according to your views on the matter. I’m also trying to sort out my sexual identity and as you will see from this story I’m reaching the conclusion that while I like, and might one day enjoy men, especially th...
Chapter 3 - Lunch at the Polo Lounge Dream: I go into my roommate's room while she's sleeping. It's a hot night and she's sleeping without any covers. She has on a loose tank top and cotton panties. I'm naked and already wet. I seem to recall that I do this every night but know that tonight will be different somehow, although I don't know why. I sit down...
"Mrs. Long?" I stuck my head into the office, my thick blond hair falling into my eyes. Through the shiny golden haze I saw Mrs. Long, the guidance counselor I'd been assigned to. She was sitting behind a large oak desk, and she looked up at me and beckoned for me to come into the room. "Come in," she said. "How can I help you?" She was a black-haired woma...
I had chosen a secluded seat at the boarding gate of JFK, where no one would bother me while I read and waited to board my flight to Paris. All the sudden I was distracted by this beautiful brunette that had come to sit directly in front of me. She was wearing a black jacket and a matching skirt, black stockings, high black shoes and her hair up. She sat dow...
This is Part Two of "True Baseball Love". This story might be able to stand on its own, but I would encourage reading Part I first if you have access to archives. Again, I welcome all comments. And to my fans who enjoyed "True Baseball Love" and sent me encouraging comments, please let me know if Part II did Part I justice and if there should be further edit...
Pale pink gingham panties. Tiny scalloped edge. Hip bones raising the fabric to the height of her mound, where a delicate line, an imperceptible slit is hinted at through the worn cotton. Mismatched pale pink bra, lacy with floral pattern. Round buttons puckered beneath. Breasts pooling under restraint, sitting lazily upon her chest. Her hair, a close cro...
Chapter 2. The watcher revealed. "Well?" Lori prompts after a few seconds of stunned silence. "Go on then. Strip." "Fuck off," the girl retorts. Lori shrugs. "Fine, go home then. But I'm sure your parents won't be thrilled when I come over tonight to tell them that their little girl's been spying on the dykes next door. It's up to you." I want to step in...