Slowly, carefully, Jen moved across the bed towards Mistress. She'd shared beds with women before, but none this beautiful, none that had put her through the array of feelings Mistress had during those few hours since they'd met on the train. The only sound in the room came from the candles, an occasional hiss as flame met wax, their light still flickering i...
As the train rolled through the countryside, Jen realised that one of the advantages of being unemployed was that you didn't have to travel at the same time as everyone else. Sure, there were all the drawbacks - her rapidly expanding overdraft being the most prominent of those - but for now she could enjoy the fact that the train was almost empty, feeling li...
In as much as time had any meaning for her on that plane of joy, Jen spent even longer in the throes of ecstasy than she had just a short time before. Dimly, she had been aware of Mistress withdrawing from her, her fingers sliding out of her soaked slit, her other hand taking away the candle that had dripped pain and pleasure onto her breasts, her body slidi...
Kaitlyn had just finished her salad and placed the empty bowl in the sink when the doorbell rang. She wiped her hands on a towel and motioned for her friend to come inside. "Am I too early?" Stacy asked. "Not at all," Kaitlyn said. "So, what did you bring?" Stacy handed the two packages she was holding to Kaitlyn as she moved past her in the foyer. Over...
Wow, I thought as I looked into her sparkling blue eyes. I had just made love to my best friend, my beautiful best friend. The one who I have longed for, the one I have desired these many years. She had given me pleasure that only she could and allowed me to pleasure her in ways I thought would never happen. My body still trembled from the excitement and t...
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only hum...
My dick is all stiff. I'm confident in the way I have dressed; I know the waistband of my pretty pleated skirt will keep my one male part bound up against my pelvis throughout any ordinary movements. It has slipped up there a few times in the past, and I'm practiced enough to let it lie snugly under the soft fabric, sending me the occasional frictive tingle,...
Ah Sunday. The day of football and beer and shouting men who fill my living room all day long. Sound exciting? Well maybe for some it would but for me, this meant another day of keeping myself occupied. You see I'm what is called a "football widow". My husband is a football fan and we made an agreement a long time ago that Sundays would be his day with his b...
Racking my brain, trying to figure out which of my wife Susan's fantasies she referred to after a glorious romp, when she asked me, "Want to know what I fantasize about when we're fucking?" Of course I do, but the kicker was the "No, if I told you what it was, I'm afraid you might want to try it." What the hell is there to be afraid of here??? I knew her...
A big thank you to Destiny_Parker for the help with reviewing and editing this story. ------------------------------------------------------------- This is the story as told to me by a friend recounting her first experience with another woman. It certainly got both of us hot when she was telling so with her permission I wanted to share it. This is my fir...