In a quiet, sleepy, picturesque corner of Essex, right on the border with even sleepier Suffolk, there lies a small village called Dedham. Its is an appealingly beautiful place, and very famous with tourists because it is the centre of the part of England most associated with John Constable, one of England's most famous Victorian painters, and Dedham church...
Based off the feedback from the first part of this story which I really appreciated, I thought I'd try a second piece. Thank you and hope you enjoy! x **************************************** Days like this are always hectic; constantly scramming around and printing off tests, assignments, handouts, reviewing presentations all while teaching classes in be...
I lay in a steaming hot bath, feeling some of my aches and pains easing away as I closed my eyes and thought about what had happened to me over the last two days, and realised that I had absolutely no regrets at all. I had enjoyed the most amazing sex I had ever known and I had felt so sexy and desired, more so than at any other point in my life. As I looke...
-9- "See you Sunday night," I said to Anita and rolling up my window, I drove out of the golf club lot. Anita and I played our second round on Thursday Morning, just the two of us. Once again I dressed similarly as yesterday; short golf skirt, thong but black this time, and a scoop-necked blouse but without a bra. It worked; at least I was sure that it wo...
I've never understood the fascination men have with lesbianism. My feelings on lesbianism range from amusement to mild distaste. I know all the boys think its sexy as hell, but I don't see them playing with each other to turn us on. I'm not exaggerating about men's interest in everything girl/girl. My roommate is a total dyke, and I'm always catching guys...
I love date night. Not only does it mean I get to spend quality time with my girl, but I am also pretty much guaranteed to get laid at the end of the night. Tonight was Saturday night and I was getting ready for our night out. Khaki pants, a light blue collared shirt, and a blazer completed my outfit. Right as I was getting ready to tie my shoes I heard my g...
Maybe it was something about flights, but they always made Cynthia drowsy. She hadn't planned on falling asleep on the plane, but she'd done so anyways. This wasn't anything new. It seemed she just couldn't stay awake when the flight was in motion and she did feel just a little bit guilty for that. Sasha had been generous in offering to fly her to a weekend...
I woke feeling warm and completely satisfied after having slept so long. I found myself still snuggled up and clinging to Amy's naked body. I smiled as I remembered last night. I lay still so as not to wake her up and just looked at her peaceful form. During the night we had apparently stayed side by side wrapped in each others arms, with our legs intertwine...
Nov. 8, 2004 The following story is just a figment of the sexually twisted mind of the author. And, in no way has a connection to any persons living or otherwise. It is written purely for the enjoyment of the reader. * * * * * Chapter 2: The Gift From Sylvia Julie had decided that she wasn't going to school. It was her birthday and she wanted to have tim...
Lying in bed after a prolonged afterglow, we had some time to share some things that we hadn't been able to before. "I hope that you weren't disappointed," she said. "Why would I be?" I asked. "You're a good lover, Elaine, and I love that tongue of yours. It's not only long, but very strong. I've been lying here thinking about the possibilities it offers,...