Author's Note: Hey guys... sorry about the late entry, but life has been crazy for me... If this is your first time reading this story, I would recommend you to read the chapters before this. Please do not copy or print for your own purposes without my permission. Enjoy and please leave some feedback... XOXO, Maela * I was excited as Friday came up. Dur...
“I think,” Claire said in her tight-jawed voice, “we should make that fat girl, Janice, our slave. If we need our pussy eaten, we call Janice. If we’re going out of town, we have Janice make herself available to our men.” Claire snorted. “Do you know Dwight actually had the nerve to tell me ‘…it just feels good and squishy…’ when he was talking about som...
I was going down on her as I planned our means of escape. The idea was so incredibly simple that I paused for a moment. Jay the "director" asked me what I was doing. "Nothing," I said, and then proceeded to give Amber the best head of her life. She had a real orgasm that afternoon, her first in months, and she didn't seem to mind that Jay was there to witnes...
We found each other on an adult website, both looking for the same thing. I've always been curious about being with another girl and I finally got the courage to start looking for someone. Your profile really appealed to me so after chatting a few times we decide to meet. It's humid out and I'm nervous as I walk across the street to the restaurant we meet a...
[Disclaimer: None of the names mentioned herein are those of real people. The events described are fictionalized experiences and extrapolated fantasies from my college days. Additionally, I do not in any way intend to imply that the scenarios described are typical of what occurs at a women's college. They are simply typical of me.] * During my last two yea...
There is something inexplicably sexy about the way a Latina walks down the street. In London, you can spot them from a mile away; their hips sway from side to side with the natural rhythm of waves and sea breeze. Their trousers strain to contain the voluptuous roundness of their assets - these princesses walk as if they owned the street. And when they move t...
I sat on the couch, legs crossed in a proper fashion, my martini glass resting on my knee. What number was that? Three? Four? Hell I couldn't remember. My gaze was set on him, six-four, broad shoulders, brown shaggy hair, a smile that melted you, blue eyes that captivated you and those jeans that he wore a little too tight. He was definitely the same stud...
A truly cliché porn lesbian type of scene, but I think it's light hearted and fun. Not to mention that I have these very thoughts when trying on clothes sometimes! I walk into the department store, needing some new slacks for work. I browse the aisles and I see you, looking at some blouses, and I stare for a bit, admiring your body and sexiness You're weari...
There was a brief pause as Sophie cued up the next part of the movie, during which there was an enthusiastic round of applause from everyone in the audience - except Jenny, who was on her knees servicing Janet and had again missed most of the entertainment. * * * The next thing to appear onscreen was the inside of an empty police station. The door opened a...
Author's Note: The time has come to bring on the drama and shake things up a notch or two. You've been waiting patiently so here it is: Chapter four in my Wound in Time series. The story contains mainly F/F action as well as a plot. It's a lengthy piece that will most likely satisfy your search for instant gratification. Please check out the previous chapter...