All characters are over 18 years old. This story is about how Gail became the seductress she is. I really encourage you to read my first story "GTO" to understand fully who Gail is as I spent much more time on her background there. This story takes place at the beginning of summer between her Junior and Senior year of high school. As you read this, pleas...
It was a bright, beautiful, sunny, Sunday morning, when Selena Gomez woke up horny. She had just dreamt of fucking Demi Lovato, and was horny, her pussy was drenched in pussy juices. She had small tits and a tiny ass. She got out of her bed and hoped into the shower and turned the water on and started fingering herself. -- image removed -- She pictured herse...
My kids were finally old enough to where I felt I could go away for a week and not feel guilty. I thought I would go visit my best friend, Kim, from high school and her family for a week. My husband took me to the airport and we said our goodbyes for a week. It is going to be a long week without sex. When I approach 40, my sex drive kicked up and I need it n...
The grasshopper, dictyophorus spumans, perched on the red oat grass. The large black eyes and the thick antenna gave it an alien look. The waxy exoskeleton made the red and black color on the legs stand out even more. The body was covered with yellow and brown dashes. A swift side move and a jump away made it disappear off the grass leaf. The red oat grass,...
In yet another weary attempt to satisfy my bisexual urges I had placed a personal ad for "Women seeking Women" online and received many responses but one of the responses grabbed my attention. Her name was Amy and she seemed like a really friendly woman. Although I hadn't seen a picture of her yet something told me that I was going to be intensely attracted...
I gunned the Porsche Carrera up the freeway out of Honolulu, past Pearl City and on towards mom's beautifully secluded home just past Waimea Bay. Seated beside me, Sharon's dark hair streamed behind her, jet-black and gleaming in the strong tropical sun, her upper body bare save for a tiny little black PVC bikini top that attracted lots of stares from truck...
Nearly naked beneath my Burberry trench coat, I feel the spurned fool in my pearls and silver stilettos. The taxi driver ignores the tears clogging my throat as I stammer the name of my hotel and slide onto the back seat. Once inside the cab, my coat flips up as I reach to close the door, and my naked buttocks press against the plastic seat for a moment, jar...
Sonya would have loved to remain in this position forever, safe under the sheet between Becky's arms. Unfortunately, she awoke at about 7:30 a.m., and realized it would be better to get a proper start of the day. She pulled on the clothes that had been strewn about the couches, and creeped back in to plant a firm kiss on top of Becky's open mouth, then some...
Author's note: there's an old saying that there's two sides to every story. This is a story told, in turn, by a French teacher and one of her pupils. The teacher's portrayal of events may, or may not, be "the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth". Nor, on the other hand, may the student's. But neither is really important. What is important is tha...
This is part of a full-length novel that runs to 17 Chapters – you'll enjoy this much more if you read the earlier chapters first. * * * * * I had nothing planned for the weekend, but I had new toys to play with. I spent Friday evening alone, catching up on some domestic affairs, e-mail correspondence and my personal finances. Since starting at Passionella...