So this the first time I have ever written a story like this, so please be kind to me. If there are any changes that you would prefer then you are open to suggest :) ***** After my finals in college, my friend Grace and I decided to go clubbing. Because the holidays had started it was just the two of us. There were not a lot of clubs near our college but w...
This is a true story based on the personal experience of my best friend who was confident enough in herself to allow me to share it with you. All characters names in this story have been altered in order to protect their identities. My name is Nina, I am 24 years old, tall, naturally blond, bright eyed girl, I come from a small town in the north east of It...
Lily shoulders her bag awkwardly time and time again, in that annoying way women do when they neglect to keep it from sliding down their arms. She toys with the fabric of a dress, licking her teeth apprehensively as she peers into her bag. After some serious rifling around, she comes to the conclusion she was expecting. Pouting, she turns to her little comp...
She finally came out of the bedroom with her head down and the faint tinge of embarrassment on her cheeks. The thin white dress I had purchased fitted her perfectly, the hem a few inches below her crotch, much shorter than a tennis skirt and so soft and light. Her nipples were clearly prominent, as I had not allowed a bra, just the high waisted white panties...
Rather sheepishly Helen returned to the kitchen to find Sam stirring a tomato sauce for the pasta. She came up behind her friend and wrapped her arms about her. "Thank you, Sam, that was very special," she said. Sam didn't answer but she switched off the gas under the sauce and turned round and kissed Helen full on the lips. Helen responded without any th...
I'm sitting in a conference room in my office, legs crossed hard. Someone's talking about a proposal of some sort, but I'm not focusing on the words; only the sounds, listening for my name. I know that my chest is red and blotchy when I reach for the pendant hanging between my breasts. My skin is hot and I'm a little dizzy. "Rachel?" someone says for what...
Neela couldn't believe it. Not another fucking store! she thought to herself. She and Jeanne had been shopping all day looking for just the right dress for Jeanne's big corporate party. Every dress looked beautiful on the pretty brunette but there was always just something not right. Too short, too plain, nobody wear's that style anymore. Neela had heard it...
'Don't move ... close your eyes and don't open them ...' Carmen's soft voice echoed through my fuddled mind. I did as she told me and closed my eyes. I love her voice; her soft Spanish accent giving her commands a musical quality to which I could only ever comply. A warm spring evening in Barcelona, we had been out on the town since early but now it was ne...
(Chapter 5) The Butt-Smacker Sweet Vsem privet. Or basically Hello everyone. I have been taking some lessons in learning Russian off Sasha. I think it is coming along quite well, although Sasha says I sound detskiy, although she hasn't told me what that means. So no idea if that is good or bad. Anyway to practice I will be using a few Russian words here an...
Rebecca admired herself in the mirror. In a week she would become Mrs. Richard Peña in the wedding she had always dreamed of, but for now she could have a sneak preview of herself as a vision in white. The dress was perfect. The patterned lace clung to her upper body and enveloped her arms, leaving her shoulders bare to the touch. The layers of material cov...