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I enter a large and scholarly office with tall wooden bookshelves lining opposite walls to my left and right. The door is behind me, still open, and in front of me there is a grand picture window overlooking a collegiate green. The green is scattered with people enjoying the sunny spring afternoon. In front of the window there is a stately wooden desk. The d...
For awhile I just lay half-awake, with no awareness except pure sensory relaxation. I coast along the sea of waking, slowly emerging back into the real world. I feel warmth, and then I become aware of the sound of a fan. I sigh mentally as I tip the first hill of the inevitable rollercoaster that is a hangover -- yep, ouch, there's the blasting headache. It...
THE TALES OF PRIYA, a lesbian paranormal fantasy. Part 2: Fuck, Fuck, Fuck and a FutaWitch This is a story of an 18-year-old half-Warshari, half-Witch, who starts waking up to her life. Her name is Priya. She is 5'7" 135 pounds, 34C-28-34. She is fit and works out every day. Her urges have always been towards girls even though she tried dating a guy, but s...
"Wait...Wait...No...don't end. I don't want to be here. Just five more minutes. No...fuck...I cannot believe it's already over. If I could just get back to her...I don't want this to be forever lost. I don't want to be longing for her all day." Adele tosses and turns in her large bed, reaching over to the other side and realizing it was in fact cold and emp...
She phones me at twilight. Saying eagerly that her woman is away again on a business trip and she'll be free for the entire night; asking me in her sweet husky voice what time she should come by. She doesn't ask me if I am free; she knows that for her I always am. She doesn't realize how much her need is revealed in the inflection of her voice. I hurry to c...
Hi, my name is Tina. If there is one thing you should know about me, it is that I am a raging closet lesbian! I am so hungry for pussy that I think of almost nothing else, day in and day out. And each day, the aching in my cunt gets worse. If I don't satiate my lust for clit licking soon, I think I may just throw myself on the next sexy female that walks pas...
Thanks again to gentoxic for editing. +++++ The next morning, the sun starts creeping into my bedroom before six. I didn't close the curtains when I came home last night. I wake to the sound of birds chirping animatedly and I lie in bed for a while thinking about last night. It's November, so it's fully light by six thirty -- even with daylight saving time...
Summary: Submissives are taught to say thank you with their tongues. Note 1: Thanks to hfernandez1983 for the original idea for what turned out to be a very lengthy, complex story in the vein, I hope, of my 'Catching Mommy' series except without the incest (mostly). Note 2: Thanks to H.S., Robert, Sophia, Text Beethoven, and Wayne for editing. This is...
I'm in bed with my laptop on the blanket in front of me and Pete's face is displayed all over the monitor. He's telling me about his meetings with all kinds of important people in New York. He's been rubbing elbows with some writers. Very good people to know in his business. "So what have you been up to?" he smiles, adoringly at me. I feel tears prick my...