"Remember, you have type 3 hair, so promise me you'll use a good conditioner, and don't borrow some other girl's," she said. "Okay, Mother, you can leave now, my hair and I will be fine." "And sweetie, the most important part of this year is rush. So start researching the sororities early, and focus on a few superior ones that you think you really have a g...
The Ross Family was very happy as Harlan Ross III was born. He was the spitting image of his father and grandfather. Grandma Hazel & daughter-in-law Rachel would compare baby pictures to view the amazing resemblance of all three as babies. One family hobby was golf. Harlan Sr. & Harlan Jr. left Overland Park, Kansas to head for Florida to play in their Coun...
After eight years, Paul and I were trying to keep our marriage fresh and romantic and, yes, sexual. So on a Tuesday night in May, I prepared for Paul's return home after work by dressing up in one of the sexy outfits he liked when we fooled around in the bedroom. By 6PM, I was waiting for him in the family room by our driveway entrance wearing a black, la...
Dear reader, This is a very slow and long story. I am grateful I had the great help of RandyD1369 to make this. He has been very patient with me and showed me all kind of mistakes I made. I hope you like the result. Just to set the mood I added to each chapter an advise for some music to go along. You can find the playlist on Spotify. As the story is not...
Copyright 2015, 2020 Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Chapter 1 I couldn't stop thinking about Melissa Holloway. Her mother had hired me to teach her how to understand female sexual response, so that she wouldn't be disappointed by her new husband on...
Part I "I'll be home by the end of the week," said my father. "Violet will watch over you." "I'll be alright dad," I pecked him lightly on the cheek. "Have a good trip." "Take care Lori," he drove off. Violet was the hired hand that helped my father run the farm. We'd been friends for quite some time and she became overly protective for my well being. So...
AUTHOR'S NOTE -- This piece is a complete work of FICTION! It is intended entirely for the purpose of erotic literary entertainment. While certain aspects and names are real, the story is completely fictional and intended for erotic fantasy. Thank you and please enjoy. ~~~ Claudia Ruiz felt like a child on Christmas morning as she ripped off the brightly...
Welcome to my latest story. It is not a long as some of my recent stories -- that will no doubt please some and disappoint others - but I hope you will enjoy it in either case. As ever, comments and feedback are very welcome and, as this is my submission for the 2017 Winter Holiday Story Competition, please take a moment to vote. Thanks, as always, to Winte...
I slept with Deena that night. We were both too satiated to do anything more but in the morning I awoke to feel her cuddling against me, nuzzling my neck, and lightly touching my belly. I turned my head and for the first time in my life I kissed a woman on the lips. Somehow that seemed stranger than anything I'd done the day before. Deena's tongue moved tent...
Hey, there. My name is Susan Eileen Thompson and I'm a five-foot-ten, busty and somewhat curvy, big-bottomed dame of Irish and Italian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. These days, I work at Brockton State College as a computer science instructor. I teach a couple of classes a week but I spend most of my time in the Tutoring Center. Help...