Disclaimer: If you only like reading realistic things, please don't read this. I only like to read and to write fiction. All characters and facts are pure imagination. Everybody is over 18 years old. This story is a kind of sequel to "Toxic MILF" series, but it can also be read separately. * At the beginning I thought that running into Vicky in the ver...
"What about this one, you guys?" Talia asked, posing coquettishly. She had appeared in the living room wearing shorts and a tee that were both drastically short, even for late summer. The shirt was a black cutoff from Forever 21 with the words looking for trouble printed in blood red. It bloomed as she twirled, and her fit, tight bellybutton peeking out fro...
After they finished breakfast, the sisters walked over to my dirt-and fresh sweat-soaked nudity, and Helen ordered me to kneel, knees very wide, hands behind my neck, back arched. This was very arousing to me. I was so owned, so utterly owned, so naked, and sweaty and dirty and exposed, while they were so elegantly (though casually) dressed, and I was instan...
This story, and all my stories, contain real and fictional characters from long ago memories and recent events in my life. My stories are memoirs spiced with a kinky imagination. I am submissive by nature in most relationships, sometimes extremely submissive in sex. If you like kinky mature bi women I hope you will like my stories and please comment, tell m...
For perhaps the tenth time in as many minutes, Kathryn Gray glanced up at the large clock on the office wall. It had been one of those days that seemed like it would never end. She had a theory that the three-day weekend that waited beyond five o'clock caused time to move much more slowly. A silly theory, she admitted to herself, but as good an explanation a...
"Planet Earth to Jo!" The half-sung words repeated themselves in Jo's deep chasm of thought. Sheepishly, she tried to pretend she'd been looking at the sudden rainy squall outside the large window. But when she glanced at Becky, she knew she'd been caught at it again. The bemused look on her friend's shaking head told her she had obviously been trying to g...
This story is based on lesbian love, seduction, reluctance and coercion. It is fantasy, for the enjoyment of people who take pleasure in such themes. But if this type of storyline is not for you, thank you for stopping by but please pass on. JENNY Jenny Walker walked out of the shower room and into the bedroom. The plush carpet cushioned her bare feet as...
A few years ago, I broke a lot of taboos for my own pleasure when I got a surprise request from a friend. I was putting away some dishes in the kitchen one Thursday night in late November when the phone rang. I answered it. "Hello Frederika, it's Angela. Can we talk for a minute, dear?" "Sure. I haven't seen you since the fundraiser at the Indigo Cafe las...
My name is Anne; my husband is D and my friend is Kim. This is the story about the night a new chapter in my life opened. I was raised in a very dysfunctional home where my parents were busy being addicted and I was forgotten. The only sexual advice I ever got was that women did not enjoy sex it was only sluts who got pleasure from sex, our job was to keep t...
I am wearing no knickers and a blue miniskirt that displays my slender, tanned legs. I sit on the motorbike and feel the vibration of the engine run through me. The photographer tells me to hold still while she takes the pictures. It's hard not to wriggle. She runs off a few shots and stops. I puff out my cheeks and lean back to take the pressure off. My ni...