If you haven't read my previous post (A Horny Woman: Beginnings), then shame on you! All kidding aside, let me rehash a little bit. My name's Paula Oort. I'm 34, single and very independent. The obligatory physical stuff - I'm relatively tall for a woman at five-eight, I am in great shape and keep the flab away with an hour or so of work every day, my boob...
Please note this story is predominantly one of lesbian love. However this first chapter does contain one scene of non-consensual F/M sex which is key to the story line. * Nicky Cartwright thundered down the wing, hockey stick in hand, a look of grim determination on her face. It was an important upper sixth form match, and she was determined to make her c...
"Well now what have you two young ladies got there?" Snapped the Head Mistress rounding the corner of the girl's locker room just in time to catch Becky Adams and Samantha Bates putting a large brown envelope into their locker. "Err, nothing Miss. Roberts." Came the reply from both girls in unison. "Don't give me that girl's I saw you put something in your...
For quite some time, we went on as 'good little girls', holding to our pledge not to endanger our marriages with any overt sexual behavior among the three of us. We did celebrate both Caroline's birthday in June and Charlotte's in October with a repeat performance of the Super Spa Day and, in both cases, the experience was fabulous. Not being on the receivin...
The name is Lorelei Isobel Azure. The hard-living heroine of this tawdry little tale. I stand six feet eleven inches tall and weigh exactly three hundred and forty pounds. Yeah, I'm huge. Big all over. I've got big breasts, a thick body, wide hips and a big, plump ass. We're talking about a sixty-inch booty here. My skin is bone-white, my eyes are green and...
I met Kat in the shopping centre our husbands Gary and Paul were off for the week on a golfing holiday. We had shopped till we dropped buying clothes shoes and underwear. We were going on a girlie night out so I went back to Kats to get ready. We laid our clothes out that we planned to wear that night as I jumped into the shower first, as I sat applying my m...
After my birthday party, Hannah and I started sleeping over at each other's houses more often. One dull evening, I took a walk over to her house without warning her ahead of time. Her dad answered the door and let me in. "She's up in her room." I climbed the stairs two at a time, getting horny just thinking about her. I walked down the hall to her room and...
This is a continuation of my other story: The Training. Barely eight minutes after my massive orgasm I was walking back towards the Common Room. My clitoris was still very sensitive and I could feel the wetness in my thong, some of which had escaped and now coated my upper thighs. The elastic at the back of the thong was saturated and I felt it more than be...
It was one of my usual weekend trips to Brighton. After a hectic week in London, Brighton was the place for me to relax. I knew no one in London by the Sea as its called. As I boarded the bus at Victoria Coach Station, I noted one open seat next to a young lady sitting by the window in the last row. "May I," I asked her. She smiled at me with approval, as...
I stroked the brush lightly on the canvas. The color still wasn't perfect, but I had been working on it for two hours now, and was getting irritated. I wrinkled my nose and set down the brush. I've always loved painting, but lately it has seemed more like a chore then a hobby. I have nothing to paint. No inspiration, no muse. I left my small studio and stepp...