As it's festival season I can't help but be jealous of all the people off having fun right now. I used to go to Download festival, I was lucky though and the times when I went it was lovely weather, not like the monsoon it seems to usually be nowadays. Festivals are brilliant for my unwashed fetish, as it's days on end of no washing, getting hot and sweaty i...
Her hands were sweating. She looked down at her legs and noticed that her legs were shaking too. Glendora looked out the window as she rode the bus to her appointed stop. "Oh Master! Why couldn't you be here with me?" Glendora was dressed as her Master had told her to dress. She wore the black dress he loved. Her shoes were the open sandals that showed off h...
The two had made it a day together. They turned a quick trip out to the mall into a girl's brunch that morphed into something else. They wanted the time away from things back home and the dreariness of domestic life. There was catching up to do; catching up on one another more precisely. One had moved in just down the street from the other and the two old ga...
Then, as I lay there, basking in the afterglow of my orgasms, the door suddenly flew open and two people, obviously a couple, walked in. The man looked like he was in his early forties. He was balding, and a little bit paunchy, but still kind of handsome, somehow. I think it was because he had such a friendly looking face. The woman was a bleached blonde, a...
The place is not what I expected. The atmosphere is bright, glitzy, with an overall techno feel that seems almost cold. I had expected something warmer, more ... nurturing, feminine, I guess, from a place that caters exclusively to women. I wonder if this appeals to the butch types, and then laugh at myself for indulging in stereotypes. What do I know, anywa...
Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c) 2002 Couture *********** Harriet woke up and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. 'Why didn't Chloe wake me?' she wondered, as she stretched in the bed. It had been two weeks since Chloe had allowed Harriet to sleep in the bed with her and every morning...
KRISTINA MELHART'S STORY My best friend, Karen Styles, invited me to spend the weekend at her family's cabin in the mountains near Payson, Arizona. It was mid February and we had a three-day weekend coming up—no school until Tuesday, so I readily agreed. We left Horizon High School in Scottsdale, where we're both Seniors, as soon as school was out on Frida...
There she was again, strutting into the kitchen like she owned the place, dressed in her usual outfit, a pair of torn bikini panties and an old bra. Brenda kept her eyes focused on Karen, pissed off just at the sight of her, wishing she could wipe the smirk off the bitch's face right then and there. Brenda was wary when Tracy had asked her whether her siste...
I was recording a prearranged catfight between my mom and girlfriend Gina so there was a record not to mention bragging rights for the winner. Gina is nineteen with light brown hair to her mid-back; she's 5'4" with a B cup and wears a yellow bra with matching thong. Mom is 5'6" with dark hair just past her ears, she's wearing a black bra and leopard print pa...
Missus Oh So Rich and Nasty Salty earthy tastes assailed her tongue as Vanessa continued to lap at her heavy set Mistress's wrinkled dimple, while breathing shallowly in the fleshy cleft where her face was confined. She could not hear Crystal's moans of desire or giggles of delight; she couldn't see Lauren taking out her smartphone to get video from the foo...