This is the first part of a new story featuring the characters Jessie and Lizzie which I am writing due to all the good feedback I got for the previous one "A High School Bet", so I would like to thank everybody who has been generous enough to give their comments and support, it means a lot to me. * Lizzie Nichols was on her hands and knees, a six inch coc...
In the midst's of her college dorm room, Bethany lay on her back, her legs spread, and raised and looked up at the ceiling. Above her, James pushed himself into her again and again. Each stroke brought a short gasp from her. Her thin, long legs arched as he pulled his manhood into her wet sex again. Her stomach quivered as his sweaty chest rubbed against her...
I find inspiration through painting. The curve of a brush stroke can be intense, beautiful, arousing, sensual or embracing. I guess it all depends on the circumstance. The circumstance with Janelle was all of those things and more. I had never been with a woman before, although I've always been one to enjoy myself sexually. I had been with three men by th...
It was our one year anniversary and what an amazing year it had been. I couldn't believe I had found such a perfect man. He was beautiful yet rugged. He always dressed so nice, took such good care of himself. He was 15 years older than me which turned me on so much. I guess it was that he seemed so strong, and I always felt so protected around him. I was so...
Standing beside you, I could feel your fingers lightly touching the palm of my hand, soft, cool to the touch, electric and inviting. Your smile emanated across your face as you glanced toward me and I felt a welcoming surge rising between us. My need to touch you was so great, I had to touch you so I took your arm in mine we moved closer together as we walke...
My celebration of freedom The apartment was finally mine. I just saw her off at the airport and came home to look at my roommate- less haven for the next three weeks. Three weeks by myself, my time of absolute freedom. And tonight I was going to go in search of someone with to share the exhilaration of an empty apartment that I was feeling. Since I had not e...
Cathy stood motionless, still trying to derive some meaning from the voicemail message she'd received from Katrina. Phrases from the message were all that were swirling about in her mind…"this isn't working…we need to move on...I'm just not ready." Cathy and Katrina had been together for almost 6 months, and Cathy thought that everything was fine…great, in f...
Cathy?! Cathy?! Cathy felt someone rousing her from her sleep. It was her friend Millie. Millie would stop by most mornings for coffee and talk. "Cathy? Do you feel OK?" Cathy rubbed her eyes and sat up in bed. "I am sorry, Millie. I don't know why I overslept." It was only then that Cathy realized she was naked in front of her friend. Not that it matter...
The Boarding School was halfway up a mountain, overlooking a quaint European village built on the shore of a beautiful lake. Lenka loved opening the windows in the morning and breathing in the fresh mountain air. She had been at Miss Astor's Boarding School for Young Witches for over a year now and she still wasn't tired of this morning ritual. She had be...
After a hard week at work Cindy just wanted to get away from it all, especially the men in her life. Her boss was an insensitive brute trying to work her to death and her now ex boyfriend she still wasn't ready to talk about. A trip to the country to meet Julie was just what she needed. She tossed her bag in the trunk and pushed the button to lower the top o...