OK, so I've always been a very submissive young woman, particularly when in the company of older ladies. But that doesn't make me a lesbian, right? Nevertheless, that's how I ended up where I am right now. Hi, my full name is Chastity Michelle Hudson. I'm an 18-year old girl who is 5'7" tall, I have short blonde hair, fair skin, and a slender, petite figure...
"Jenny," I heard Mrs Draycott call, "I don't want to be a nuisance, but do you think you could spare me a moment?" I walked across the large hallway and entered the lounge where my employer was laying on the couch. "I've slipped down a little." she said in her soft husky voice "Do you think you could help me up." I walked over to her and smiled "Of course...
On the bed of her humid bedroom, the cellular phone began ringing “Take Me Out To The Ball Game,” and Denise Stone knew instantly that a terrible argument was coming. She almost through the phone out the window. Denise didn’t need to be psychic to know what was going to happen. She didn’t need a fortune teller’s crystal ball to know exactly who the caller w...
This letter appeared in the "Buxom Beauties" magazine on June 9, 1996: Dear Editor, Hi! My name is Courtney. I had the most breathtaking experience with an older woman earlier this year. And, as a lover of busty ladies and a faithful reader of your magazine, I just had to write and tell your readers all about it! First, let me tell you all just a little b...
This is my first year teaching at a university level. I thought that college students would be different. You know wanting to learn being respectful of their professors. There always seems to be that one student that has to push things. Sitting here, at my desk, I wait for my problem student Rachel. She is meeting with me to discuss her attitude and performa...
Returning from a tiring day at the office I found the house quiet. My sensuous Indian wife Anita had not met me at the door and sat with me in the drawing room as was her normal custom. I went up the stairs to our bedroom and found her sitting at her dressing table. I could tell from the humid air of the room that she had been bathing and washing her long bl...
Our car pulled up outside Mrs Kumila's substantial villa. It was, she had told me, paid for out of her husband's business but he saw little of it - spending most of his time in the Middle East. She was more than happy with the arrangement for it gave her the freedom to indulge her preference for Sapphic love. And so it was that we walked up the steps, hand i...
CHAPTER 11: "Baby wake up," Alexa whispers in Maggie's ear. "Noooo," says a very sleepy Maggie. "Wake up! It's your day!" Alexa rubs Maggie's back. Maggie turns to face her and pulls her in her arms. "What's more important than sleeping all day?" Maggie keeps eyes closed and takes Alexa in her arms. "Come on," Alexa nags. "You are right," Maggie sa...
This story is protected by copyright and may not be copied or reproduced without the explicit approval of the author. * I peered thru the window at my daughter Megan and her friend Rachel as they strenuously practiced their cheerleading routines in the back yard. I was envious of their innocence, their youthful energy. It only seemed to magnify the despai...
"I hope you don't mind me being forward like this," said Rebecca Lafitte, bending forward over the sofa where she had installed Elle. It was so lovely to see the nearly twenty year old, naturally blonde daughter of her good friend Andrea Lenoir sitting there in her party outfit – a simple midi skirt and blouse, that made her look even younger than her ninete...