My name is Kelsey and I am as pretty as I am humble. At 5'7" and 115 pounds, with size C tits, a perfect round and yet pert ass, straight blond hair and nice white skin that tans so nicely how could I not be a cheerleader? I was all throughout high school and college. I had a great four years at college. I had lots of friends, partied a lot, got great grades...
Leave Comments, Suggestions, Feedback. I hope you enjoy the story along the way but keep in mind that this is not a quick "get off" story. I wrote this awhile ago, but made some edits and am actively writing ch. 02, so I just figured I'd start off fresh.. Just a quick note, this is fiction, all characters are completely fictitious, any place mentioned has n...
Hi! My name's Ellie. I used to live pretty wild and stupid, but then I had a baby and I decided to try and be smarter. Inside, though, I'm still as impulsive and hungry as ever. Sometimes, to help myself work through the drive without acting out, I sit down to write about it. Today's is a little more extreme than my usual, but it's been keeping me warm and...
I stood outside the student union for the first time feeling rather nervous. I had left my state for the first time to attend this university. I was doing a Geography course, not that it mattered to me much. I was the daughter of a very rich businessmen who had made and sold various computer related goods. As a result I was slight, well ok very nerdy girl an...
I slowly sipped my cranberry and vodka, danced in the chair to the upbeat music and tried not to be so turned on by the girls on the stage. The air conditioner behind me was chilling my wet skin, giving me goosebumps. The rain lingered in my hair, and on the plentiful curves at the tops of my breasts, but I didn't wipe them off. I was getting checked out my...
Under Christy's mentorship, I blossomed at the club. She took me to different dance classes-salsa, swing, even ballet-to teach me how to use my body effectively. "The key" she would say "is to build a strong core. It's all in the abs and the hips." By the end of the first few weeks my body felt like a pile of twisted muscle. "Ugh" I whined, laying on her co...
That first kiss with Katrina has not been the last. I know she isn't seeking it out with me, but she continues to let me, because she loves me. I never do more than she okays. Since that first time, she hasn't let me disrobe her at all. Kissing, light touching over clothes, but that's it. Today, I have a present for her. Erik is out for the next few hours....
ALL CHARTERS ENGAGING IN SEXUAL ACTS IN THIS WORK OF FICTION ARE 18 YEARS OR OLDER. ***** Darkness surrounded Lua. In the middle of The Mistress massive bed she sat Indian style. Her hands in her lap and her eyes shut tightly. Mrs. Bateman was near but had not yet accompanied her on the bed. Lua could smell her though. The Mistresses scent wasn't like...
It was that day when we took the trip to the Appalachians to see the hidden waterfall that you knew about. Me with my reddish-orange hair glowing in the sun, my denim shorts and halter top wet with sweat. You with your long brunette hair tied back, looking so damn cute in your many-pocketed shorts with your shirt unbuttoned to reveal that cleavage! Once...
As Frances stood before me naked, I felt a twinge in my wet pussy. She was not as nervous as I thought she would be. My antagonistic intentions for her faded as I admire Frances’ natural beauty. This is the first time I have seen Frances with any make-up. I was speechless in awe of her. Frances broke the ice by pointing at my panties and saying they were wet...