We've all done it I think, to some extent or another. Whatever name you may call it, we've all harboured a secret longing for someone, a feeling so deep within ourselves you wonder how it came to be. Call it a crush if you like, but it's more than that - a clandestine yearning, a concealed desire perhaps? Whatever! Mine was for Sarah. I'm 36 years old; naiv...
In the end, it was the closet space that decided things. Strange, perhaps, that such a momentous decision (or what turned out to be such a momentous decision) was made entirely on the basis of closet space, but history is full of big moments that hinged on small choices. And both Erin and Janice wanted a lot of closet space. They were sitting in a Chinese...
EMILY'S STORY - part 3 Okay, it's me, Emily Sterling, and my story has gotten out of hand here. This is part 3, and you still don't know why I'm miserable. So, I'm going to wrap this up, and the ‘Free Birds' story can move on. In the first two parts, you know I talked about my ‘initiation' into my high school basketball team, AND I discovered a world of se...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Aunt Mandy's Dirty Secret Readers: This is the first of ten stories based on the Mistle family; recently divorced Jenni Mistle and her eighteen-year-old daughter Chelsea Mistle. If it hasn't been placed in a series, call this 1 of 10. This series may be placed in the Lesbian cate...
Dear Reader, I would strongly urge you to read the first part of this story before you read this current installment. The first part doesn't have any sex in it, but is not too long and I guarantee you will enjoy this part more having read the prequel. Thanks a lot, hope you enjoy! Jailbreak II I'm in a room; it looks almost square, probably a hundred yards...
The day was getting long. Kate sat and stared out the window. Richmond was not the city it had been four years ago. She remembered with a smile the days before the war. When gentlemen from both the north and the south came to seek her talents. Not just smelly soldiers with nothing more in their pockets than useless Confederate script. She remembered being pa...
Dr. Anna Bellaprio was a professor of Art History. Though she was primarily involved in research, and mentoring graduate students, she taught one undergrad course each semester. The course was not challenging, and the students were not art majors, so most did not have occasion to visit her office. The semester in question, however, a woman student came to he...
Clarification: All characters in the sex scenes described in this work of fiction are above the legal age of consent in your state or country. The cool nylon sheets clung to Layla’s back and shoulders as underneath them she gently applied her tongue and lips to Marianne’s oh! so very beautiful crotch. The folds of her vulva, the labias minora and majora as...
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As Jessica Harris walked through the doors of the airport she felt the cool breeze whisk across her face. It blew through her long blonde hair, making it get into her eyes. As she put a few strands behind her ear she took a deep breath and smiled, she was finally home. Jess had spent the last 6 years in the Army and the last 9 months of that she spent overse...