"I'm off to work!" I was laying across my bed reading a book and listening to music when my roommate and friend, LaDonna, peeked into my room. "Ok, girl," I said, looking up briefly from the page that I was reading. "Make me a lot of money," I joked, though I already knew that she would. She had recently gotten a job as a waitress a little over a month befo...
This first part is an introduction to how it came to be that I was to meet with a woman who was to turn my life around completely in I way I could never have imagined. Not only to to wake up the lesbian feelings lurking inside me, but to turns of events that would take me on a journey into the taboo world of sexuality. So ladies please bear with me: I left...
I waited until Wednesday before I texted "I want to see your jewel." to Jenny's phone. I knew she was at school so I didn't expect a reply right away. However, it wasn't ten minutes later that I received a nice picture of the heart-shaped jewel of the anal plug buried deep inside her ass. I texted "Good girl!" back to her along with "Now play with yourself a...
Sandra was following her neighbor Kay's advice about using the downtown mall as an escape from her straight and narrow life. The thirty-two year old Sandra used shopping to fill her emptiness, and had since her marriage began crumbling two years earlier. Standing at five foot and nine inches with a tight and firm body made it easy for her to find outfits to...
She laughed when she opened the door. Cee was swaying alone in the center of the room, arms above her head, eyes closed. The heavy velvet curtains that made her small studio apartment seem older and more expensive, were drawn, keeping the lights of New Jersey across the river and any watchful eyes away. The overhead light was off; instead the clear Christmas...
Here is the promised sequel to "The Fun & Risks of an All-over Tan". The original story was, I accept, somewhat abrupt in its ending - my excuse is the pressure of writing for a competition deadline! Hopefully this rather longer second part will give a more satisfying conclusion. I hope you find it enjoyable and do, please, take a moment to rate the story....
My name is Fiorenza. It's Italian and it means flower. Momma loves flowers. Every summer, daisies bloom in the field behind our home. When I was little, I'd run through the field pretending I was in one of those laundry detergent commercials on TV. You know, in a flowing dress with daisies all around? I'd pick a bunch for Momma and she'd smile and say, "Renz...
It was a short trip to the station, and Helen was quiet for most of it. Just as we got to the car park she spoke rapidly: "You must think I'm mad, talking at you like I did before. I probably am, a little bit. I can't deal with too much happening in my life, I need to keep it simple or I start going off the rails. But I have to know Phoebe's all right." "I...
Tracy Plus 2 #3 -- Monday Tracy woke up for the third time that night. She couldn't believe how wet her sheets were -- and not from sweat. Her pussy was completely soaked and sticky from the wetness had covered them from several intense play sessions the night before. They never seemed to entirely dry off from it, no matter what position she laid in; largel...
As always, I'd like to thank Dr. Bob for his fine insights in editing this story. LeftyLoo always gives his support, too. This is a little story of seduction and the surprising places that love can be found. Please enjoy. * It was a Friday just like any other Friday. I went to work and spent all day every day staring at my computer screen. I am a CPA with...