Disclaimer: The following story contains sex scenes and rude words. It's fairly tame, and I'm pretty broad-minded, but the decency laws in most states would require it not be read by persons under 18. Also, if you're offended by adult themes, you should probably leave now. More importantly, this tale features women presented as sexual objects. There is noth...
Who are you? Where are you taking me? How did you know my name? What about my friend? Those were the questions that should have been circling through Carol's head. Those were the questions she should have been asking. But every time she found a moment to think straight, every time she worked up the gumption to say anything, the only sound that escaped her...
Ashley could hardly believe it. She was sitting backstage in the Greensboro Coliseum, her slim and waifish figure outlined by bright bulbs on the mirror. Perched on a stool, she was waiting for her hero -- Sigrid. "The Norse Ladykiller." "Barbarian Queen." "Lady Viking." "Huntress." No matter what name she'd wrestled under, Ashley had followed her career eve...
Although Jen had found true pleasure in the company of her peers, Annie and now Terri, she still had fantasies about that sweet young thing she and Annie had seen at the "love" shop. One day, as she was finishing up her typically domesticated housewife errands, Jen happened to drive by that same little shop and so decided to pop in to see if there was anythi...
We were thinking of going at it again but I was concerned that we wouldn't be able to stop. Plus she said that she would miss her flight if we did. After we got dressed again I pulled her close to me and stuck my fingers inside her panties and slipped 2 fingers in. Of course they went in easy. "I had to feel the moistness again before you left," I stated a...
Fiona's story. I was totally bored with my job so when Fleur appeared at the head of my queue it was a welcome distraction. We'd been sort of friends at school but had gone our separate ways since then. I don't think she ever realised it, but I had a secret crush on her for most of our school days. I admit I was a stroppy bitch in those days, probably more...
Niki started at the ceiling of her room, the same ceiling she had started at each and every night since she had been born in this house twenty-one years ago. The white paint had long since turned grey and was peeling in places. If her father had still been alive, she was sure he would have come up with an ingenious way of making paint from what was were avai...
A note from Christina. This is an unusual story. It needs time and space to be told so it will be in several parts. I am publishing the first two parts simultaneously and will gauge the response as to when and if further parts will be published. So your participation by sending comments and giving scores will be greatly appreciated. Thanks * Two co-worke...
It is a picture postcard night on the deserted beach, and I am the insomniac drifting in its midst. There is no real reason why I can’t sleep – I am just another restless soul in search of moonlight and some sea air. By day, I am a doctor. My hours are spent putting other lives before my own, offering hope to the hopeless and performing the miracles of moder...
At the exact same moment that Kim Hopkins was giving either Renita or Maria or Tanya one of the many, many, delicious cunt-bangings the women were gleefully enjoying this afternoon, her boss, Tammy Rogers, was flirting with a sexy waitress who had her puffed-up pussy in a throbbing, leaking frenzy. Tammy could feel her sexy, lacy black panties getting wetter...