The girls faced each other in a small pocket of space on the streetcar. One had hair the color of the desert at sunset. The other had soft, onyx curls escaping from a ponytail and quivering by her cheeks. They stood as well as they could in the onslaught of other transit riders: self-centered, oblivious people that neither noticed nor cared about the others...
They were silk and already wet on the corners. Her legs were wide open when Elizabeth called from the front door, announcing she was home. "Purr," Megan said. She'd been waiting for the last 20 minutes, just thinking about the sex they were about to have. She had obeyed her request and was now waiting for the beginning of their Christmas evening. "Are yo...
This is my first time posting a story so please bear with me and comments are welcome please :) I had an experience a while ago that I would like to share, and hopefully you will enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed doing it. Michael and Caryn are two of our very good friends, and my husband and I enjoy their company very much. About 2 years ago, we w...
It was a winter's day in the cold state of Oregon; I was reading a book in my pj's late in the night, when my phone rang. "Hello" I said to the unknown caller. "Hello, what are you wearing" the caller responded in a sexy voice, "I am wearing something comfy, why do you ask," I said still pondering who this caller might be. "Really, how about I come ove...
How Courtney and I meet. We were roommates in college. Kind of shoved together without any choice. Which I'm glad we were. How we became intimate was one day I was sitting in class and I was so horny that I decided to go to my room for a quick play session before my next class to take the edge off. So I waited for the bell to ring which toke 45 minute in whi...
We are both feeling horny and it is nearly lunch time so we decide to sneak to the ladies. Just as we get to the ladies you get the urge to shit so we find an empty cubical and go in and locked the door. You begin lifting up your skirt which reveals stockings and suspenders. My heart skips a beat. You lower your pants to just above your knees and sit down o...
It can be very lonely when you are a woman of fifty-one and have no man around the house. Very lonely indeed. After my husband Frank died, I knew it was foolish for me to stay in this big, two-bedroom house, but I couldn't bear the thought of leaving the place I had been so happy at for so many years. So as you can see, I was ripe and very vulnerable for eve...
I had been lying in bed for over an hour, tossing, turning, resisting temptation. I knew there was a letter in my in box, a letter with an attachment, and the attachment was growing bigger by the moment. I wanted to read it, I wanted to experience it, I wanted to feel all of the things that it contained. I was standing on the brink of something that I might...
The rain beats softly against the window as I stare out toward the view, papers in hand. People walking the streets below, look more like robots from this height. The tree- lined river running along the street, makes a hard left and fade off in the distance. I pause. Oh well, back to the matter at hand. I am just a junior partner but it's something I've alw...
Lily shoulders her bag awkwardly time and time again, in that annoying way women do when they neglect to keep it from sliding down their arms. She toys with the fabric of a dress, licking her teeth apprehensively as she peers into her bag. After some serious rifling around, she comes to the conclusion she was expecting. Pouting, she turns to her little comp...