In my country a girl of position must remain a virgin until she is married. This is not something that is just assumed it must be verified. The day of the wedding a physician is brought to the home and the bride is examined. If her hymen is not intact the wedding is called off and the family shamed forever. I come from a very wealthy family. We have many s...
"Wake Up Call" "Mistress?" Debbie spoke softly, barely loud enough to be heard over the musical snoring that filled the bedroom. She knew, empirically, that she should be speaking louder, but when she looked down at her lover's face, features softened into an angelic innocence by sleep, she couldn't quite bring herself to fulfill her duties all that vigorou...
I laugh sometimes thinking about how Jacquie and I were such crazy roommates the four years that we were roommates in college. We both went to a relatively small college in the Midwest that is well known for its economic and business undergrad program. We were both very good students and were given the incentives of in state tuition and guaranteed dorm room...
About a week after we had first made out, I began the final manoeuvres. From some of the e-mails I receive I guess some people don't know how to go about seducing a partner's ass. Here's one way. I began, apparently innocently, with a request for Sadie to identify what part of me she liked the best. She went for my legs - good choice, girl, they are pretty...
Before I go anywhere with this story I want to introduce myself. My name is Callie and I’m 21yrs old; I’ve just finished a degree in drama and am currently modelling to pass the time. Last summer was very interesting for me, but this story especially was one of my favourites…it’s amazing how well best friends get to know each other. When I was 14 I went awa...
The old house was completely empty, aside from a vixen and her video camera. Waiting in the room that her best friend Gypsy shared with her boyfriend Dave, 21 year old Mandy looked like the porn star she had in her. Raven locks were tossed and teased. Make-up was thick and heavy. A black, see-through bra left nothing to the imagination. She sported a garter...
It is said that a scent can take you back. That smell is the sense most directly connected to memory. Donna would have told you in that moment, that moment of reconnecting with her own recent past in the back seat of a cab, a cab in New York City, a cab on the way to Lincoln Center where she and her Audrey would soon be listening to Beethoven, that it is not...
At around 7:45pm that evening, I am sitting on my bed, drying my hair, and trying to decide what to wear when I meet Rhonda, who with her late husband, were companions when I was married. We ad run into each other at the gym earlier on the day. We were chatting while winding down and had agreed to meet for dinner. Although not close friends, my husband and I...
I'd spent the weeks after high-school finished soaking in some of the Melbourne sun, and relaxing with friends. Schoolies had been a blast, a handful of us camping down in Wilson's Promontory for a full week was a great way to bring to a close the teenage years; our last chance to be irresponsible eighteen year olds before we all started university or full-t...
Author’s Note: This story continues from Phylicia’s Arch Rival. Thanks everyone who posted to my last story. Because of the excellent feedback I received last time, I wanted to write another one. It had been the tea. Or that’s what I’d been telling myself on my way home. Ever since I left her house, I had been in some bizarre state of shock. Questions, too...