Susie Brock didn't consider herself a lesbian, but her recent experiments with her roommate and the Dean did make her feel more decisively bisexual. Would she consider a long-term deal with either of them, however? That was hard to say, especially about the Dean, since it would be hard to maintain such a relationship in the face of the different positions th...
I had always been a bit of a loner. It's hard for me to open up to others even if they appear to really enjoy my company. In an effort to put myself out more into the world, I asked Shelly, a work acquaintance, out for drinks after work one Friday evening. To my surprise, she didn't have plans and seemed very excited to go out with me. I had an eye on her si...
Story was inspired by already existing stories... no original work was stolen in the making of this tale. ________________________________ "And another one..." I said in disgust as I peeled off yet another slimy slug off my skin. It has been 2 hours since I lost track of the camping group, and now I'm just about ready to ditch this forest... if I can find...
"That's all it is sweetheart." she intoned again in that honey-dripping voice. "Just a little scrap of fabric. All that's between me and you." My pussy quivered a pulse a bolt of all the possibilities of what she could do to me ran through my head at once, in an instant. She looked at me over the dinner table. We were closer than two diners should be to ea...
This is a story about a young woman I met in my drawing class last fall. I signed up for the graduate course in life drawing not knowing I'd be falling in lust with the model. That was just too cliché for sophisticated, cynical, detached me. Oh, well. So much for detachment. I saw Pilar for the first time when she modeled for our second or third class of th...
"Yes, like that...now move your left arm over your head" he said in a distant quiet tone that was barely heard above the quiet rhythmic click of his camera. I strained to comply, and arched a bit more over the chair one hand holding on to the chair the other overhead. The position pushing the limits of my flexibility and my tits pushing the limits of my whit...
Theresa was sweaty and exhausted she has just finished licking the glass dildo which she had serviced Mistress Shelley with. She put it back on the glass shelf next to the other sex toys. "Hurry Slave!" Mistress Shelley's voice boomed. "Remove my shoes and give me a long foot massage" Theresa got down on her knees at the end of the huge four poster bed and o...
And so that evening Alexis White found herself alone in a sparsely furnished office, wearing a priest's cassock, her hair pulled into a compact bun on the back of her head. She occupied the single chair in the room, which sat before a large wooden desk; the only other furniture was a filing cabinet in the corner. An ancient ceiling fan spun lazily overhead,...
My heart raced while my mind struggled to catch up. It couldn't be him. I watched as my boyfriend plowed some girl in his living room. I watched his face-that stupid face that he made that drove me nuts when I was the one he was fucking. It was all twisted up as he snarled like he thought he was some badass god of fucking. Really it just made him look pathet...
Thank you to everyone who has read this series and continues to be encouraging. I still have not finished this series. I will be doing three spinoff stories, while I figure out what I want to do with ch. 5. If anyone has any thoughts on this, I welcome them. I will doing one more unrelated story before continuing with this series as I want it to remain fresh...