It was late. It was raining. And dark. And cold. The sound of the folk group wafted down the street from the Flying Horse as I nibbled at something that might once have been a cod before it was cremated and sealed in cardboard flavoured yellow concrete and stuffed in newspaper with slices of raw potato. I opened the pub door as the north eats premier (and...
"So, your name is Fartuun Asif and you've got a habit of farting at the worst possible times, man, that's absolutely frigging priceless," says my roommate/girlfriend Catherine Malemba, laughing merrily. We were sitting in the living room of our shared apartment in the Glebe area of downtown Ottawa, Ontario. Just two young women smoking shisha, relaxing in fr...
"Okay, sweetie, I'll see you then," saying it with, what I hoped, was the horniness I was feeling. "Can't wait, sugar, Mama's horny as hell," Vic cooed in response. "Makes two of us...see you soon, babe." Vic and I have been 'seeing' each other for a couple of months now. My husband, Max, was very cool about it, understanding to a fault, I suppose. After...
"I declare today is clothing optional at the Wilson's pool," declared Allie. We were hanging out together by her pool and she tends to get bored and great ideas at the same time. I swear the girl needs Ritalin or something even in the summer she is so hard to keep up with even though we've been friends for like a year. I was actually pretty comfortable wea...
Nandita Dey was moaning and panting on the low bamboo bed. Her fat thighs were spread wide and her hands placed above her head, grabbing tight hold of her pillow. She looked down between her legs, watching as her completely naked friend Usha Das gently licked her vulva. Curtains on the windows blocked the heat from entering the room. Yet, sufficient light en...
Dear Jenny: You asked for my story of way back then: how did I survive, how did I find strength and acceptance? How did I find love? Yes, I'll tell you, Jenny. You've a right to know, and from what you've written to me about your life now, you need to know. I'm including the intimate, naughty bits, because they're part of the story, part of who Annie and I...
This story was written for a certain someone that wanted to read about two lovely larger ladies. I hope you enjoy it. I held my breath as I moved my face closer to the bathroom door, peaking through the slit, I had a perfect view of our voluptuous babysitter. I'd recently found her profile on a website dedicated to larger ladies and men. Her pictures we...
I woke up and hit the snooze alarm, rolled over and stretched my nude body then snuggled under my quilt. I slept naked every night unless the winter got frigid. It was summer now. I rolled side to side and enjoyed the feel of the silky cotton sheets against my body. I had stayed up late the night before reading my friend's erotic fiction manuscript. It was...
I had heard about fantasy ranches and as I got a bit older, I realized I had better live out my fantasy before it was too late. I still looked good for my age. There was something I had never done and I needed to do it. The ranch was outside of Vegas. It was bold of me to go alone. A woman can get herself in all sorts of trouble being alone in a place like...
I am a 40 year old typical soccer mom who leads a pretty conventional life. My stories are based on my fantasies. Most deal with the humiliation of older women by younger women, in the style of my favorite authors such as Cowgirl, Couture, Phoenix Arrow and Jane Parks. I hope you enjoy this story. It's dedicated to my favorite Puerto Rican bitch Miss Peache...