Every Thursday Jenny came over for coffee. Sarah was a great neighbour, always happy to help whenever Jenny needed anything. They had known each other for nearly a year and had grown quite close, to the point of talking about quite personal and intimate things. Sarah was perched on a bar stool in the kitchen, sipping her coffee. She was wearing a short blu...
Hello to my readers. Thanks for your feedback, votes and personal comments on my stories. In this vignette, what begins as a taxi ride ends in so much more. _____________________________ You know how I dislike riding in taxicabs, but you insist we take one to the theater. We have been waiting to see this revival of 'The Little Foxes' for weeks. I notice wh...
Let me begin by saying a little about myself. First, I am a 32 year old recently divorced woman, but at the time this story took place I was 30 and still married. I had never had a lesbian experience, and quite honestly I had never even consciously entertained the idea. I am 5'6" tall with short brown hair and green eyes. I try and keep myself in good shape...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - In this story, we travel back to 1991 & meet 18-year-old Amy, a young woman who behind her pretty face keeps some big secrets, and is constantly frustrated by her twin brother Seth's ultra controlling religious girlfriend Kelly and her widowed grandfather's much younger and dim-witted girlfriend Debbie, who just happened to appear...
As Jenny helped from the tub she started to dry me off, her soft kisses on my shoulders made me weak in the knees. Jenny wrapped me in the towel and led me to the bed, standing at the foot of the bed she let the towel drop to the floor, her fingers touched my back and I tingled all over. She started kissing my ear and nibbling away at it my knees getting wob...
[WARNING: This story contains elements of hate speech. If you are easily offended by such language, please stop here. I think thoughtful readers will understand that these words are used to draw characterizations, and not to encourage or espouse hateful ideology on the part of the author.] Pt. 3 - Ew by Holly Lori Annalee Previously on The Dream Girls: Th...
The note was direct, to the point. "One in skirt, panties and blouse blindfolded hands bound before her. The other in a dress and panties. Be ready by 6:00 pm. NO playing!" They smiled at one another. He had called looking for Bob, a wrong number. Trying to be funny, she asked what he was wearing and the fantasy had begun. They talked by phone and e-mail...
"Now where was I?" Cassie asked. "Oh yeah. So your mom had just said I looked good enough to fuck, which, I've got to tell you, sent a little jitter through me. I mean my pussy's practically dripping I'm so excited. I can already smell myself, and I'm wondering how long before she catches on. I know I've got to make my move soon, but I'm so incredibly nervou...
(Music being played inside the private music studio setting accompanying the sex, is: North Sunset - 'Last Sunset' (Original Mix); Roald Velden - 'Thru The Rain' (Original Mix); AirTraffic - 'Dreamer's (Keith Harris Remix) * Silence descended on the grounds of the modern luxury mansion high up on the Western Hills. It was a relatively big house, of course...
Note: this story has a pretty long buildup before any erotic parts, though I hope the reader's patience pays off in the end. It's got a minor science fiction flavor to it and a small bit of fantasized non-consent, but nothing overwhelming if you're not into that sort of thing. ***** "Who here has experienced sensory deprivation?" The distinguished professo...