In the dim light in the alley, we are visible to anyone passing by who might turn and look our way. Their attention drawn by either a movement or a sound from us. But neither of us cares. The alley is close to the cross street that runs in front of the club half a block from us. Music drifts to us, loud then muted as the door open and closes with the club's...
Jill lay motionless for several minutes. The sunlight warmed her face, causing her to open her eyes, and then squeeze them shut. She could tell by the pleasant smell of the sheets that she was in her bed, in her home, but she had no recollection of how she got there. She slowly sat up, sliding her legs over the edge of the bed. She was completely naked...
I knew two things the moment I met my new roommate: first that I couldn't stand the bitch; and second that I wanted her. I didn't even know that I was a dyke yet. I mean, I was fresh out of high school, where you just didn't talk about things like that. I had gone out with a few boys, even fooled around with them a little, just because I was curious. I coul...
When Tom got home from his trip to the West Coast, I realized how lousy he was as a lover, after having had great sex with Lizabeth Wilson, his boss. He didn't like the smell or taste of my pussy, compared to the way she ate me with relish in her Greenwich Village brownstone. And the way she fucked me with a strap-on thrilled me more than he ever did, usin...
"Because I'm in love with you." I took a step back. I was so certain I could've found a way to get Hannah and I past whatever was going on with her... I was so sure I could've fixed things. But I was blindsided by her admission. It was actually the complete opposite of what I thought the issue was. I was convinced that she didn't want me to touch her any...
CATS: BDSM, Fetish, Group, Toys ***** Intro Wives Polly and Paula—whom fate apparently willed to unite on first-name basis alone—were married for ten years. Paula Jordan cherished and treasured Polly Farrely beyond words. The devotion knew no limits, no bounds. The day they walked down that aisle and declared their eternal love was the happiest of their l...
"I've got a wild one for you tonight, Bel!" "Hi, Margie!" The black jailer looked up from the novel she had only just started reading but was already bored with. "What have you got for me?" "Public intoxication. Her boyfriend was pulled over for D.U.I. He's being booked next door." At that point the female police officer pulled into view her protesting fem...
This story contains light dom/sub themes and all characters personally identify as "Strait" despite women going at it with strapons. - Annabell was happy being a sexual object. She liked looking like one of the pretty things she'd play with as a child, but more naughty. She was thirty years old, but still acted like a playful teenager. Her short hair was...
Tess and Sam had been home from vacation for three weeks. There had been a serious back log of clients awaiting Tess's return but Sam, at Tess's urging, cut her outcalls down to just a few of her favorite girls, most from the university of Arizona. They were extremely rich Sorority sisters who came to Phoenix on regular shopping trips and to get a little wil...
Melanie gasped, but didn't overtly protest, which is when I knew I had her. "He wants to do what?" she asked, a bit of disbelief in her tone. The situation probably did seem a bit surreal to her. After all, here I was, the 19-year-old trophy wife (let's say Heather Smith, for those interested) proclaiming that I had an open relationship with my 35-year-old...