Before I go anywhere with this story I want to introduce myself. My name is Callie and I’m 21yrs old; I’ve just finished a degree in drama and am currently modelling to pass the time. Last summer was very interesting for me, but this story especially was one of my favourites…it’s amazing how well best friends get to know each other. When I was 14 I went awa...
The old house was completely empty, aside from a vixen and her video camera. Waiting in the room that her best friend Gypsy shared with her boyfriend Dave, 21 year old Mandy looked like the porn star she had in her. Raven locks were tossed and teased. Make-up was thick and heavy. A black, see-through bra left nothing to the imagination. She sported a garter...
It is said that a scent can take you back. That smell is the sense most directly connected to memory. Donna would have told you in that moment, that moment of reconnecting with her own recent past in the back seat of a cab, a cab in New York City, a cab on the way to Lincoln Center where she and her Audrey would soon be listening to Beethoven, that it is not...
At around 7:45pm that evening, I am sitting on my bed, drying my hair, and trying to decide what to wear when I meet Rhonda, who with her late husband, were companions when I was married. We ad run into each other at the gym earlier on the day. We were chatting while winding down and had agreed to meet for dinner. Although not close friends, my husband and I...
I'd spent the weeks after high-school finished soaking in some of the Melbourne sun, and relaxing with friends. Schoolies had been a blast, a handful of us camping down in Wilson's Promontory for a full week was a great way to bring to a close the teenage years; our last chance to be irresponsible eighteen year olds before we all started university or full-t...
Author’s Note: This story continues from Phylicia’s Arch Rival. Thanks everyone who posted to my last story. Because of the excellent feedback I received last time, I wanted to write another one. It had been the tea. Or that’s what I’d been telling myself on my way home. Ever since I left her house, I had been in some bizarre state of shock. Questions, too...
If you'd asked me a year ago what kind of things I'd like sexually, I wouldn't have much to tell you. I was fairly naïve - but then I met Amy and everything changed. My mind and my pussy were open to so many new experiences. I wouldn't class myself as attractive, around five feet five, red hair, blue eyes and carrying a couple of extra pounds that I probab...
It was an interesting party. Well, more than interesting. Way too many people had had way too much to drink and some of them had long since lost their inhibitions. There were guys and girls walking around naked. Some of them had shown up that way, but some of them had decided later on that their clothes were too...cumbersome, and shed them without a care as...
It was the last days of exams and I was feeling particularly stressed from the endless hours of studying. It was about ten o'clock when my roommate, Rebecca, came into the room hiding something under her shirt. She had smuggled a bottle of rum into the dorm. "Look what I have." She said waiving the bottle in my face. "Why don't you take a break." Then she...
Jessica had rushed home from work to put the finishing touches on her gift. She had taken the last hour off and beaten the traffic home, knowing the Brittany wouldn't be back until well after five. It was now 5:15. The rose pedals were strewn over the bed, the candles were lit, and she was clean shaven. Jessica stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel a...