The sun sparkled off the pond, giving the illusion of warmth when as far as she could see, snow covered the landscape. She wished that she could go out and play in it but her father had said that it was impossible. She stamped her feet and roared at him, but he didn’t budge from his decision. What was worse, he didn’t say why she couldn’t go out. She had bee...
Sam Mason: Are you happy to continue? Karen Smith: Yes. SM: Okay, so you must have been quite shaken-up after that last shift? KS: Yes, I guess I was, but... SM: But what? KS: But when I got home that morning, I did something. Something I hadn't done in years. SM: What was that? KS: I...I masturbated. SM: You masturbated? KS: Yes. I drove home in fl...
The following chapters follow on from a story called Princess, I suggest that you read it first before continuing on. It was composed by soccermomcheryl back in 2006. The story did not go further than chapter 5. I have tried to contact soccermomcheryl but have not had any reply. I would like to continue the story on further and hope that is ok. If the origin...
Friday: Taste Test We made love again that morning. Still just fingers, but slowly this time. We were lying on our sides, facing each other. Soft, gentle kisses, each with a hand teasing and torturing the other. It was a long, slow burn as we tried to match our thrusts. She came before I did. I liked that. Watching her cum fueled my own orgasm. I showered...
Bzzzt.... Bzzzt.... Bzzzt.... sounded my phone signaling 8 A.M. on Sunday morning. Normally I'd be loathed to get up this early any day, on a weekend especially, but today was different. Today is going to be the best day of my life. Excitedly, I climbed out of bed, careful not to trip and fall flat on my face as I rushed over to my calendar hanging on the wa...
The days were growing shorter and about a month had passed since Jane had been involved in what she preferred to call a sexual experiment with Jasmine. Oddly, they hadn't run into each other at the apartment building since and Jane had convinced herself that their lack of contact was a good thing. She had also convinced herself that she was more than mildly...
Notes. Set is a boarding school for mature students. The schools is a performing arts college linked to a University for young women who want to pursue their education whilst still practising 'the arts'. All characters are 18+ ***** "Come on!" barked Headmistress. "Strip off, girls. We are none of us prudes here." Hiddala and Blanka pleaded with their ey...
The Princess stood in the mirror for a long while and observed her reflection in its polished face. The dress was beautiful, accenting her full breasts and bringing out the beauty of her hazel eyes but it couldn’t erase the sadness from them. These days were to be the last fun ones of her life because in a few weeks, she would have to wed Sir Roger Gaufrette...
Four young women shared an apartment as they made their way through University. The most recent flatmate was amazed at the others' lack of modesty. They always seemed to be undressed to various degrees, often naked, which she found delightful as they were all quite beautiful with bodies they were obviously proud of. In time she became less reserved, even dis...
[To my readers: Here's that rare exception in my stories, two tales about the same character, Marjorie the lesbian English professor. Since they're both pretty short, I'm combining them here.] * I looked at the beautiful Kelly and shivered. What a lovely young woman she was. I felt truly blessed that she had agreed to be in bed with me. I put my hands unde...