Carole smiled, despite her sadness, as she recalled that first night of love. She lay back on her bed slowly stroking herself as she recalled what had happened the following morning. Lying propped on one elbow, Carole gazed down at Paula as she slept. She looked so peaceful, so serene, that one would never have guessed at the passion that lay beneath the su...
"So, the sex isn't as good anymore or?" I stared up at Sam, her long blonde hair pulled back into a sleek ponytail. We had gone to the pool hall with our boyfriends tonight, a few drinks later and we had officially broken the drunk-pee seal. Now, we were hiding in the ladies room, fixing our makeup and talking about girl stuff. "It's not that the sex isn't...
I stare down at the people below hungrily, my eyes roving over the bare skin, the laughing girls, the smiles. All of it is intoxicating to me. My name is Yuna. To all of your readers out there, that is Lady Yuna. If you are a woman, chances are that you are already sweating. Already hot and heavy. Already mine. If you're a guy...? Well, I'm the reason yo...
I am on my back in her bed: soft mattress, soft sheets, soft pillows, soft and hard her-muscle, gentle-my eyes follow the curve of the brawn in her arms, beneath her bronze(d) skin. She is holding herself up looking at me, her hair loose, the curls a curtain, a separate heaven of both of our faces. She is worried that I might not be strong enough, even thoug...
I adore oysters. There is something about eating them that reminds me of eating pussy. That is the aphrodisiac element for me. As I slurped each one, swallowing whole, Emily watched me. 'Pixie, if you eat me with the enthusiasm you bring to those oysters, you may need to scrape me off the ceiling. Watching your velvet tongue darting in and out is making me...
The breeze tickled Elizabeth, billowing her skirt. She tamped it down; yet the air cooled her vertical smile and bottom. Sweat beaded her brow. She was afire with determination for revenge. She was wearing a sheer pastel yellow sundress, and carried a small purse on her back. She walked into Darcie's backyard, where a friend was gardening. She waved to Vinc...
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...
It is a hot August night in New York City. It is very late. I am in a nameless bar on the lower east side, riding high on shrooms and cheap red wine. The bar is crowded and very noisy. I can’t hear myself think, and that is the way I want it. I want to be empty. I want to forget. I make my way through the crowd to the back of the room where a stairwell lead...
My name is Zoë and I am nineteen, I have three loves, good coffee poured over a vanilla pod, good books and screwing beautiful girls. Oh, while I like my coffee vanilla I want my sex to be anything but. I spend hour's hanging out at the local library and I know many of the librarians well, some very well. About a week ago a new librarian caught my eye. I d...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Lori sat at the rotunda in the lobby of the eleventh floor and smiled as Violet Smith got off the elevator. The pretty blonde smiled back at the red headed, freckled receptionist. "Merry Christmas," Lori said in greeting. "Merry Christmas," Viole...