The shower, after our fun in the woods, was both much-needed (we were both wearing more grass-stains than make-up) and not a little frustrating. The former thanks to Debbie's parent's lawn and the latter thanks to a wonderful soreness. Afterwards we retreated, still naked but now thoroughly relaxed about it, to Debbie's bedroom and sat on her bed as we did...
I strongly urge reading "The Checkout Girl, Parts 1 – 2" before this one to see how Jennifer and Angie got where they are. Feedback and comments, please! THE CHECKOUT GIRL, PART 3 "Coming to Terms" "I think I need a bath," Angie whispered. I stared at her for a moment, then burst out laughing. She joined in a bit weakly. "Me too!" I said, wiping my ar...
(Part 1 summarised - 18 year old Amanda has recently moved next door to a single lady in her mid thirties. Lonely and insecure after recent parental divorce and lack of stability in her family, Amanda proves interesting prey for our beguiling 'heroine') Part 2 - Home Territory ...Now what was I was saying before your deliciously round rear end so rudely in...
(More edited exchanges between me and Clara, in which she becomes more involved with her older friend, Fiona, and loses herself in virtual sex with me.) * 'Mmm Clara! Lucky old Fiona!! And here was I thinking poor you was working, not wanking!! I thought at one time you were going to beat her bottom with her belt until she cried for mercy - or sexual relie...
I found my roommate's stash of sex toys and porn by complete accident....at least, that's what I told myself. I know now that I wasn't really looking for her notes from our Survey of US History Class in the drawer that she keeps locked; I really knew what was in that drawer. When I finally found the key to the locked drawer and opened it, my faint surprise...
Author's note: As with all of my stories, this one is a slow-burner and leaves something to the imagination. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. Disclaimer: Although not stated explicitly, all characters are over 18 years old. ----- "I dare you." I stared at the words again and they seemed to take on a new meaning, the letters morphin...
This story follows on from Samantha Burnett's Late Night Hookup and my sequel Late Night Hookup 2: Angela. You should definitely read the earlier stories before reading this installment. *** ABBY It was her. It really was. Abby's hand shook as she pulled out her phone and opened the F4F app she'd installed after Angela had told her about her encounter wi...
Jude sat at her kitchen table feeling sorry for herself. What with the necklace, two dresses, two pairs of shoes, not to mention the drinks last night, she had shelled out a fortune on Karen, that silly little bitch. That would teach her to go after mousy little straight girls. She should stick with the girls who knew what they were, who weren't suffering fr...
If I'd known how wonderful it felt to kiss another girl, I would have tried it a long time ago. I've always been attracted to other women and have even fantasized about making love to them, but I never thought I would actually do it. I became painfully aware of my girl lust while in college, and that was due mainly to my roommate, Ingrid. I had flirted with...
Dorothy awoke with a little hangover and a lovely glow. She turned over, reaching for Rhia but the girl wasn’t there. A moment later “Sleepyhead,” came Rhia’s voice. “I was beginning to wonder when you’d wake up.” She sat on the bed, naked. “Here.” She held out a cup of coffee. Dorothy sat up and took the cup in both hands. “What time is it?” “Eleven thirt...