"Are we nearly there yet?" murmured the young blonde girl, as she crouched down on the carpet, pressing two of her fingers in and out of the exposed sex of her aunt's best friend, Margaret Nash. Peggy started up at this unwanted disruption to her pleasures at raised herself up on her elbows. She sat up and seized hold of the top knot of the blonde's hair,...
I have always loved coming to London. I have always felt a sense of freedom here that I've felt nowhere else. It's kind of a "letting my hair down" feeling. It starts the moment I get off the plane at Heathrow. I can feel my psyche let go of inhibitions and modesty. I notice other women around me more keenly. I watch them move. Some with grace and elegance....
She picked up her journal, the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life, and as she turned the page she smiled as the memories came flooding back to her as she recalled the pleasure and knowledge they gave her. Turning on a few pages from when she first met Alison, she came across an entry entitled "Meet the Ladies tonight." Julie's smile...
I heard moaning. Not the intense kind but the soft musical drifts in breaths when air and ecstasy collide in one lung. It was musical and came in different tones as though from different voices. One of them I recognized. This is my house and the songs of my wife's moans are sketched to my memory. These passive moans tear fissures in me. I've never heard anyt...
I was 22 when I discovered I wanted to make love with women, as much as, or even more than, I wanted to make love with men. This was in the 1970s, while the second, or third, feminist movement was under way, and there was an element of the political about my attitudes in regard to actual sex. I was wary of men in all contexts, not least the sexual, because o...
As the hot Nevada summer progressed and as thirty-seven-year-old Julia Manis weakened steadily, she began to become really afraid; afraid of how far into danger her fanatical hunger might take her. With increasing anxiety, she watched as her emotional state fought madly against an overwhelming tide of foreboding whenever she found herself at home late in the...
(Dedicated to my Mistress who freed this unhappy girl and made her well again.) Day 1 - The first meeting. It was the most extraordinary experience. A chance encounter to beat ALL chance encounters! I was in a bar in Soho, the place was buzzing and the music was excellent. I wove my way through the crowds to the Ladies and headed for a cubicle. A quick we...
We were a little jealous of Joanna. Every guy in our office was in love with her because of her outrageous breasts. You just couldn't not look at them. One Friday she cajoled me into going up to her lakeside cabin for the weekend, by telling me it was a ladies-only weekend that she did once a year and a bunch of other women she knew would be there to spend...
After their first encounter Jenny stayed away from her friend's house. Even though she had really enjoyed herself, in fact amazed herself at how she had reacted to having sex with a woman, she felt it wasn't quite right, wasn't quite her, wasn't quite what she wanted. She couldn't put her finger on what it was exactly. When she got home after their love-maki...
I had flown down form Singapore and told you to meet me in a big hotel in Perth. We are cyber lovers, have never met, you have no idea what I look like except what you know. A tall woman, proud figure, well into middle age. All you have is my mobile phone number. As instructed you go into the lobby and hope to recognise me somehow. But you are left hanging...