I snuggle next to Elisha, enjoying the sweet drowsy softness of her body against mine. I pull her just a bit closer, giving her a little squeeze. The sun is warm where it falls through the lace curtains. It's going to be a hot day. But right now everything is perfect. The warmth, the sun, the long day ahead...I sigh in contentment. "What's for breakfast?"...
There are some experiences people go out of their way to avoid. Whether it be rock climbing, bungee jumping or asking out that one co-worker, everyone at point in time was afraid to do something. For a shy, young woman like me, it was no different. But, it was taboo where I'm from so that made it more enjoyable. On the last Easter vacation of my school life...
I'm going to play dress-the-dolly tonight, because that's what I like to do. This particular dolly is – let's see – diminutive, with pale, oriental skin. Absolutely flawless and smooth. Her hair is straight, reaches down below her shoulder-blades, and is as black as midnight, as black as my unlit bedroom, although I can see every detail of her as if it was...
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Toni Washburn stood at the window, her anxious hands wrapped around a bouquet of roses. She was so nervous. She knew she didn't have to be but she was just the same. She'd been in San Francisco for nearly six months now, alone, waiting for her lover to join her and steadily working through her therapy with great results. Most of her memory had returned, alon...
When I am home alone with my infant son, Mikie, I have a tendency to make myself as comfortable as I possibly can. Take today for example. I am sitting on the sofa nursing my boy for his nourishment and to induce sleep. I am wearing an oversized man’s shirt that I saw no reason to button. My little darling had apparently gotten his fill of breast milk be...
I watched her from across the room, greeting guests and laughing at jokes. Her intense green eyes watched me as I watched her. I wondered what she thought. Was she imagining me naked, lying on the bed, my legs spread waiting for her? Was she seeing me tied up, my breasts glistening with sweat after my second orgasm from her lithe fingers on my pussy? My...
I show up in high-waisted jeans and a cropped white blouse with a plunging neckline, an outfit designed to capitalize on my big, curvy body. She's already found us a place to sit, and she's bought coffees. When I get to the table, she gets up and gives me a hug. She looks hot. Zipper boots, high-waisted slacks that look painted onto her thickish legs, and...
Another story; complete fantasy again, but based on a dream I had and a thought suggested by a hairbrush. Hope you like it. Em It happened in Spain, a huge Villa with loads of bedrooms, garden, patio, cookout area and swimming pool. It was a family holiday; Mum had struck lucky on the lottery and won about £70,000. After paying off the rest of her mortga...
Jen burst into Christina's room without a least bit of forewarning or hesitation. The ice princess was lying on her stomach on her overly stuffed frilly bed staring at an art history textbook with a blue highlighter between her French manicured fingers. Yanked from her cozy sanctuary, Christina's look of surprise quickly melted into a seething glare of conte...