Eve and Lilith lay frolicking beside a stream on the meadows of Tigris . The Tree Of Knowledge looms over them from about ten to twelve feet away. It is springtime in Eden, with the petunias and hibiscus in full bloom. As they lay on the bed of lilies, Lilith is tender on Eve yet, the effect of her Sapphic touch is utterly overwhelming on Eve. She moves and...
I got an email the other day from a contact that used to send me items regularly. This one came as a little bit of a surprise, as I have not heard from her in months. The subject line read Eat Here With Us This Weekend. It looked like a standard solicitation type email, hoping for another guest to leave their money for a tastefully overpriced meal. The view...
"Who wears boots with a lace mini dress Yvonne?" "I do." I smile back at my friend as we enter the Cathouse. At that comment the bouncer pulls us to the side, demanding I take my boots off and shake them out, he's looking for a stash of drugs. Lifting my knee I stretch outwards and untie my laces, the bouncers eyes letch at my thighs as my little dress rid...
Friday was the last day of the semester, and the celebratory mood at ABD House started early and built throughout the day. By the time Jenny returned from taking her History final, a little after 4, the house was filled with conversation, music, and laughter. Jenny's top priority was to find Kristin. She wasn't in her room, but Jenny finally located her in...
I had seen her many times before, but never had I actually noticed her. Today however there was just something about her that had caught my eye. I had never before found myself attracted to another female. I never even imagined myself with another female. I had been in my fair share of relationships and breakups with men, each always leaving me feeling empty...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content and non-consensual or reluctant sex. This is a continuation of mother daughter bonding, if you haven't seen that then you may be a little confused. All characters either eighteen or older. No one in the story is underage. With all that said I hope you enjoy. * The Monday after, the be...
"Good evening, Miss Cornell. My name is Ellie. If you'd like to take all your clothes off, and lie face down on the couch under the towel, I'll be back with you in just a second." Ellie is younger than any of the masseuses I've had before. Nineteen maybe, twenty max. Prettier too. Petite, but with a full little body and chocolate brunette hair drawn back pr...
The dacha was all one might have expected by way of luxury - and more than either of us could have imagined when it came to matters sexual. It was, in that sense, just like its owner. What was delightful was that Ekaterina and Emm had both found what they needed in each other. It was, as I told Sarah, yet another example of the adage that there was nothing...
Note: This story is about fictional characters who are older than 18. As rehearsal came to an end, I could feel butterflies rising in my stomach. I couldn't concentrate on what was happening on stage. I was thankful that no one needed line prompts because I didn't even know what page we were on. The only thing I could think about was the amazing woman sit...
Her breast are fully matured, soft, sensuous mounds of smooth tanned skin, that have pink areoles and low, wide nipples. Mine on the other hand are small and pert, paler in colour, with darker nipples that are forever displaying their excitement and pleasure through the thinness of my bra, blouse or tee-shirt. Of course she knows how to play with, the right...