A Death, Baked Bob, and the Personal Ad (F/F, oral, anal, exhibitionism, jewelry, drugs, tattoos, piercings, food, bad accents) DISCLAIMER – This is a fictional story to be read and enjoyed. If you can't read, stop reading. If you can't enjoy, stop reading. If you don't like any of the story codes mentioned above, stop reading. If you can't stop, it's not...
Everybody in this story is over eighteen. You should be too! Perhaps it will only make real sense if you have already read 'Fenella's Feelings' – an 'exhibitionist' story. Fenella takes up her own story:- My experience in the shoe-store, when the original, male, assistant wasn't around, and a pretty young girl helped me try on a pair of high-heeled, sexy b...
My real sexual education started in college in my junior year. I'd had the same roommate for two years but she'd dropped out, then Eileen came into my life. We were the same age and build, shapely, pretty, buxom and the opposites in disposition. Except for the fact that I'm a blonde, and she's brunette, we could pass for sisters. I was shy and a follower, wh...
It's never too late to reinvent yourself. *** Days morph together when they're the same. This was how Erica felt, a single mother of two. Even working her dream job as an editor was becoming humdrum. She'd wake up, help prepare the kids for school, then spend the rest of the day doing her work as a freelance writer or editor. Her life was very middle-clas...
Ironically, it was my husband who noticed you first. As you climbed out of the pool in one of those frighteningly brief bikinis that the young of today wear and which put the fear of Christ up older women like me, he said. "God I thought that was Emma," referring to our niece. I looked up and saw this lithe, beautiful, impossibly slim, but femininely rounde...
"A little further apart puppet," instructed Nicole as she slowly caressed the inside of Alice's thigh. Alice simply straightened up in the seat and spread her kneels a little further apart giving Nicole, her mistress and girl friend, the greater access she desired. She had all but given up trying to maintain any form of decency while riding in the car with...
I dropped my purse on the hall table and walked into the living room, thankful that it was Friday and another work week was over. Not that I had any big plans for the weekend, but at least I didn't have to get up and go to the office for two days. The living room was its usual mess, giving me my usual twinge of guilt. Well, I was getting used to it – it had...
QUICKIE DISCLAIMER - Look up. Don't like it, don't read it. VERY IMPORTANT! READ THIS FIRST! - When we last left our heroine Carol, she was walking into the bathroom where Kim might have already committed suicide. I only mention it because someone told me the start of this part might confuse some readers. So don’t be confused. (P.S. – notice the chapter...
On Saturday morning Bill awoke to find that Nan had already left the bed. He waited for a few minutes in the hope that she'd return and be open to sex but sounds from their kitchen indicated that was not going to happen. She was not coming back to bed. Bill got himself up and washed, put some casual clothes and joined Nan in the kitchen for coffee. After a...
Jane loves Kelly and she hopes that Kelly loves her too. Some women want it all and who can blame them? This is your life, your one and only life. Yet, sometimes a stretch, some women, those who swing both ways, want the best of both sexual worlds. Some women want the love of a man and the love of a woman. Some women want heterosexual sex with a man and les...