(Music being played inside the private music studio setting accompanying the sex, is: North Sunset - 'Last Sunset' (Original Mix); Roald Velden - 'Thru The Rain' (Original Mix); AirTraffic - 'Dreamer's (Keith Harris Remix) * Silence descended on the grounds of the modern luxury mansion high up on the Western Hills. It was a relatively big house, of course...
Author's Note: This story follows on from "The Most Wonderful Time of the Year" but is meant to be readable in its own right (as have been all my tales featuring the delectable Angie). Please do not feel obliged to backtrack before finding out what the delightful, skin-headed nympho gets up to next. ***** Chapter One (27th December 1997) Saturday in the...
Chapter One The morning sun sent shafts of warm light through the wooden slats and across my naked body as I lay on top of the twisted, rumpled sheets. We had both forgotten to close the blind properly before going to bed while comfortably drunk on the mead Christine had brought home. A bee knocked itself between the open window and the blind, then found it...
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE (June 2004) Heather was awake but afraid to open her eyes. For a long, long time she lay still, pondering over three of life's great mysteries. What happened? Where am I? Why haven't I got a hangover? The answer to the third question was easy. That lucky metabolism of hers rarely did hangovers. She wasn't totally immune, but she cer...
Lesbian - Bi-curious wife Jessica is seduced by Kristina Author's notes: Warning! This is a lesbian sex story, without any direct male sexual involvement. This hopefully will be hot enough to be a 'Jill' off story for the people who like these themes, as it does have a lot of sex in it. For those who don't like these themes please move along. Constructive c...
(For those of you who are reading one of my stories for the first time, you may want to read the prequel to this story first "Kelley and I 'Pump up' first. It will allow you to set the entire scenario for the weekend.) * Kelley and I decided to go out to the hot tub and let Carl go to bed. As we sat there soaking, my mind kept racing with the excitement of...
The scent of cooked turkey still lingered in kitchens across America and the shops and stores were already decorated for Christmas; the coffee shop where Carol sat being no exception. Disconsolately sipping her latte, she didn't feel in a very celebratory mood. The promise of employment that had motivated her to leave home and move to the city hadn't materia...
We woke around nine when Amanda's phone rang in the guest bedroom. We laid looking at each other, knowing it was probably her mother. Amanda snuggled closer to me, wedging her leg between mine. "Should I answer it?" "Of course, she wants to know you're safe, babygirl. She's your mom." "I know. Am I safe?" "Not really, I'm going to devour you sometime t...
A very special thanks to the talented Alice_Rosaleen for her helpful feedback with this story as a beta reader, as well as to Grania2 for the inspiring anecdotes. *** I have a problem. Or rather, many problems, all very much alike. Sure, I'm attracted to girls that are attracted to me, but I'm hopelessly, madly, irresistibly attracted to straight girls-- a...
In the morning, Mel and I didn't mention what had happened between us. It didn't feel awkward, but something was definitely different. We were both acting coy, almost like we were daring each other to mention something, or make a move, or whatever. It felt like foreplay. Mel went home after breakfast as usual, and I was left on my own to remember how it naug...