They slept in, did Trish and Jil, and did not leave their hotel until around noon. The two of them finally dragged their well-fucked and eaten pussies from Joan's house around three that morning. So, yeah, they slept in... "Something's bothering you, Trish, I can tell," Jil finally said after almost an hour on the road with little in the way of conversation...
When I was in college many years ago I unwittingly seduced a lesbian one cold night. That experience changed my life forever and made me the woman that I am today. How did I manage that? Well, it all started my freshman year in 1984. It was required for all first-year students to live on-campus and fate gave me Karen for a roommate. It was a long time befor...
Her stiletto boots vibrated with the pulse of the industrial beat. She felt in the middle of something exciting. Around her, people clad in latex, leather, chains, and drag carried on comfortably and casually, as if they were at a friends’ house. Lights swirled. She walked on, exploring the various areas of the club. She and her friend laughed as they pointe...
Preamble Hi, and thank you for choosing my story. I hope you will enjoy it. If you do, please be kind enough to give a score at the end. This helps me to gauge the popularity of my work. - If I may - I usually like to suggest, one star each for: Composition & Use of Vocabulary, Readability, Plot, Drama or Humour, and of course Sexual Content (because -...
Fat. Fatty. Fat. Fat. Fatso. Fat. Fatima. Why had her parents christened her that? Surely they knew that in an English Language culture it was a name that could always be used to mock her. Especially as they knew from their own corpulent frames that their daughter was unlikely to be svelte, slim or slender. And as second-generation immigrants themselves, not...
A small digression from my other story threads, but this one landed in my head and wouldn't leave. I'm working on my other drafts, I promise! Here be the same flag that I raise for my other stories: build up is long with a focus on the plot and the romance itself. Not for those looking for a story about a quick roll in the hay. Comments/feedback always welco...
He had her, up against the tree, her legs thrashing wildly wrapped around his waist. And then she woke up, always at that part. Trishia rolled over next to her. "What time is it?" she growled. "6.30" Kirsty replied sheepishly. Kirsty felt quite guilty. Here she was, lying next to her beloved girlfriend while having erotic dreams about men. To Kirsty's a...
The lights swirled around and around the club. Whit had never been here before and had decided to check it out on a whim after passing another lonely night in her apartment. It had been six weeks since her husband had left her. Six weeks her bed had been a barren cold landscape with nothing to warm it but her. It had been the first time since she could remem...
I was incredibly nervous that first day walking into my classroom. I had been for a familiarisation visit several weeks earlier and had met my tutor, Diane, then. She was so lovely, warm and friendly. I caught her eye as I walked into the room. Her face immediately lit up with the most beautiful smile "welcome Jo! Please choose a seat and it wont be long bef...
First thing Monday morning, when Marion walks into the bank and sees the new teller, she knows the day will be different. Days and weeks. Who knows how long? And maybe troublesome. The new girl is blonde, thin, maybe just out of college, and Marion has never seen her before. No doubt the girl was interviewed last week while Marion was out, because if Marion...