Hailey's hips bucked slightly as Daisy slid his tongue deeper between her velvet lips. His probing tongue enjoying greater access to her juicy flesh with each thrust his worn and widened butt hole received from the ten inch dildo that hung from Brenda's waist. Brenda's hands rested on the hips of her one time boyfriend as she rhythmically fucked him with the...
My younger eighteen-year old sister Kathy and I were sprawled out on the living room floor looking at the photos and the lingerie ads in a hot fashion magazine. We were admiring the beautiful women and the sexy clothes they were wearing. I don't know what Kathy was thinking but I was getting turned on by some of the photos showing short skirts that barely co...
Lynne called the other day and asked to have lunch with me. That could mean only one thing. She had another match for me. Lynne runs a lesbian matching making service that comes perilously close to being an escort service and hence prostitution. The only thing that keeps it legal is the fact that both parties to the match must pay a fee for the introduction....
Thank you all for your acceptance and I hope enjoyment of previous efforts. I can't speak for other authors, but I do take the comments, good and not so complimentary to improve my submissions. At the urging, insistence in fact, of one particular critic (in the helpful manner) I herewith present two separate small items in one submission. * Workout UUUUU...
Wendy stood on the edge of the sidewalk, waiting for the traffic light to turn green. A breeze rustled the leaves of a nearby maple tree and tickled her face. Swayed by the moving air, a desiccated leaf fell in front of her. She brushed aside some strands of her honey blonde hair that covered her eyes. Hearing some hurried steps behind her back, Wendy turned...
The front door opened with a slam, and Erin stumbled through the door while carrying groceries with both hands. Her legs felt heavy, as if they were weigh down by lead, and she had trouble keeping her eyes open. The medium length wavy, dark brown hair on her head that was tied in a bun was now matted and in partial disarray. "Ohhhhhh..." moaned Erin in disc...
KRISTINA MELHART’S STORY Jenny and I became almost like mascots for the Volleyball team. We went to all of their games, home and away, and always sat near the front. Over time, some of the other girls on the team found out, or guessed, that Jenny and I had something going with Karen, Jill, Nicole, and Emily—something a little more than friendship. They sta...
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This happened a few weekends ago. I have not had a chance to write it up because I have been so busy with work, but now that my ankle is broken, I have a lot of time on my hands. For those who have not read my previous stories, Sandy is 38 years old, tall, slender, medium length brown hair, beautiful, married, bisexual, and is also fucking my mother, which...
From the first time she walked into my shop I wanted her. I love femmes, particularly older ones. And I have a definite affinity towards nicely dressed, fit, attractive ones. I know, who doesn't? You don't have to be 50, black and butch for that. My name is Serena. I'm a single lesbian living in, well, perhaps that's not important. I own and operate a shop...