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Sue grew up in central Florida in the 1980s. Her parents divorced when she was 12 years old, which changed life much for the worse for her and her mom, who received no money, only the house from the divorce settlement. As a result, they found themselves living in a neighborhood they could no longer afford but with nowhere else to go. Sue's mom had not worked...
I knew Brooke's husband would get out of jail after the mandatory 24 hours, so we gathered everything she would need for a few days, and loaded it into her Lexus. I had to hand it to him; he made her a good living. Brooke didn't have to work, all she had to do was please him, be at his beck and call. She was what I call a trophy wife, someone to hang on his...
Sandra had a great yearning to make love outdoors, an event she had never accomplished, although these days she found herself thinking about it frequently, and the desire seemed to be growing rather than waning. She was an efficient young woman, a university lecturer in medieval history, and she hated interfering obsessions. She had her work, after all, and...
[My sincere thanks to estragon for proof-reading this for me. -Tricia] Session II: Bared Bottom Friday came quickly and at 3:45 I was sitting in Dr. Gupta's waiting room, waiting for her to call me into her office. She had been right: I had been able to rearrange my hours easily. I work in IT at a local university and I'm usually running all over the campu...
I was out with some friends at a bar for the evening. We were sitting at a table and having a few drinks and chatting and laughing. As I looked across the room I spotting a cute woman staring at me. She smiled and raised her glass to me. I smiled and nodded to her. She was a little older than me it seemed. She was petite and cute with medium blonde hair. Now...
It was a Friday night in mid June and some friends and I decided we should hit a rave. It was a beautiful night; we first went for dinner in a small intimate restaurant. After some fantastic food and much wine we started to head off to the party. Since most raves don't get started until well after midnight we took our time. Heading back to our apartments t...
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...
Here I was, in the huge backseat of a restored '57 Chevy Bel-Air with a woman whose name I couldn't remember; her mouth, tasting of whiskey and tobacco, kissing me, her callused, sure, hands slipping off my panties. My wide hips tipping up to let her, my mouth slack and open to her demanding, slippery, tongue; my head tilted, eyes open, staring at the rivule...
The hottest relationship I had was with a stripper named Natalie, a brunette beauty with a sharp intellect and the most wicked and dirty sense of humour I have ever encountered. She was three years older than my eighteen years, much more experienced and my first female lover. She remains the most beautiful woman I have ever seen - as I write, I look longingl...