For the past couple of years I had been getting progressively more curious about what it would be like to have sex with another woman, it had become my favourite fantasy and increasingly my imagination would conjure up a certain image of a beautiful blond girl whenever I reached for my favourite sex toys and indulged myself. I would visualize this woman sedu...
-1. Ashley P. Parks, a petite girl with hardly any length to her legs, stirred gently from her light sleep. She had come to the conclusion, before even looking at the lime-green dial of her electric alarm clock, that it was morning and she had better get up for a days work. Work, she laughed in self loathing; as if anyone in their right mind is going to pur...
Connie searches for the Eastern Wind and Kat breaks her ties with the past. The motorcycle club heads home, and the term devil dykes takes on a new meaning for the witches of Anaconda. Connie moped around her apartment for a couple of hours before dressing and going down stairs to the bar. It had been almost a week since she had been below in the Lucky Ei...
Up until her final year at uni, Edith had given everyone the impression her emotional system had been cryogenically frozen. She'd never even once been on a date or shown the slightest indication of being drawn toward a fellow human being. Not sexually drawn, anyway. The idea of her ever having a "love problem" was, quite frankly, absurd. But, early into her...
(Note: All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older.) South England, September 2004 Vanessa exited the train, carrying two large bags, and looked somewhat lost. This seemed to be a really small town, she thought, even smaller than she had imagined from the descriptions in the college's student handbook. She was very tired, jet-lagged after her...
For background on this story, see "Cindy Lou Moves to New York". Cindy Lou looked out the window at the landscape whipping past as the bus barreled down the highway. Only about one hour was left of the 28 hour ride from Birmingham and she was looking forward, although with some trepidation, to starting her new life in New York. The ride was boring but it ha...
Private journal of Anna Volakas Monday 22nd September, 2014 I feel strange writing this down. No, not strange ... guilty. I don't know why I feel that way, because it doesn't make sense; but I do know what's causing it and maybe if I put it on paper then it won't be in my head any more. Then maybe I can sleep again at night. Let the damn paper feel guilty....
Summary: Black bitch is caught fucking in store and cuckqueaned. Thanks to: Thanks to hfernandez1983 for the story idea suggestion. Thanks to 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert, THE TURNING CONTEST is a week-long competition between five MILF best friends over who can turn more straight teens, college girls and women. The prize: The winner gets a weeke...
What a fantastic way to wake up. Kelly was sucking on my nipple. She didn't do this very often and I was utterly enjoying the sensation. As soon as she knew I was awake, she would stop. I tried to remain motionless so she would think I was still sleeping. I am not sure how long she had been sucking on my hard bud, but she soon switched to the other one. Inst...
Author's Note: The Village Sluts is a story focused around two women who continue to grow their bond and fall in love as they experiment with their shared fetishes. This story, therefore, contains strong scat and pee play. This includes smearing, tasting, eating, soiling, etc. If you do not share these fetishes, please stop reading. If you do continue to r...