Finally the weekend! I'm tired from a long week but happy to be home as I arrive at the front gate and check the mailbox - junk mail and bills, great. I collect the papers and feel around in my bag for my keys as I walk up the path to the front door. You've left the door closed but unlocked for me, so I walk straight in. I'm grateful, it's been a long day....
Coming in the door quarter to eight, hoping to find you there waiting for me, but I don't. I search the house threw and threw. You're nowhere to be found. I wander to the kitchen and finally find a note saying that the guys called and you went out. Laughing I set the note back where I found it and reach for a glass on the counter. I change my mind and wonder...
Both people in this story are eighteen or over. I was the eighteen year old and am now thirty-five. * I could not believe it, even after the event, the reality, and the emotional sensations of amazement, delight and pleasure that had coursed through my very body. My dream, my desire, my fantasy had actually come to fruition... It was not as if I was unawa...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** It started one night when I was visiting my sister at her college, just outside Minneapolis. I was just finishing up my senior year in high school and my mom wanted me to see if I'd like to be at the same school as my older sister. A group of us girls were sitting around, drinking...
Although I've only ever had boyfriends I have always known that I find people, not just guys, attractive and since I'm a little touchy-feely and friendly (I guess), I've had a few flirtations and invitations from girls. It's not gone any further very often, but when it has, it's been a delight. I remember it being in the winter. I was on a short break with...
From the first moment we met I liked you and I got that special vibe off you. But I also picked up that you were fairly innocent and I would have to ease you into your secret desires. I made a point of stopping by your office everyday for a bit of chat and compliment you on an outfit or your hair. I love your curves and wild hair; it made me know that ther...
I have always loved coming to London. I have always felt a sense of freedom here that I've felt nowhere else. It's kind of a "letting my hair down" feeling. It starts the moment I get off the plane at Heathrow. I can feel my psyche let go of inhibitions and modesty. I notice other women around me more keenly. I watch them move. Some with grace and elegance....
We laid there for a little while, catching our breath after making love for the first time. It was everything that I had expected it to be and more. It was more than what we had talked about when we were online together and it sent my mind reeling as I lay there reliving it. I closed my eyes, and breathed in deeply as I remembered the feel of your lips and t...
I feel your kisses litter my body as your fingers plunge deep into me repeatedly, making my heart race. I feel your mouth grab hold of one of my nipples, your tongue warm on my cool flesh. I feel you tease my nipple with gentle licks with the very tip of your tongue before you engulf it with your mouth. My hands are in your hair by now encouraging you to con...
Katrina came over to visit me tonight. She said she had a surprise for me. After dinner, we're sitting on my couch chatting. She's in a white skirt and black zip-up hoodie. It's the velvety kind of soft, and my fingertips lightly stroke the arm of her jacket as we chat. "You like that texture, dear?" she asks, noticing my casual touch. "I like soft things,...