Walking in a parking lot, on the way to my car, a man started renouncing his religion saying it was pointless to “believe” in something that he didn’t believe in. It got me thinking later that night lying in my bed, what’s to stop me from renouncing my sexual orientation? I’ve never been with a woman, so how do I know for sure I’m not a lesbian? The next co...
I knew that I was homely. I knew, because my mother had been telling me that ever since I was a little girl. There was something wrong with her to do that, true or not, but she had her own inner demons that caused her to act that way, and do a lot of things that just weren't right. But, what could I do? I was a little girl, and a little girl believes what...
Jessica's head was trapped between the other woman's legs, her mouth pressed against her opponent's pussy. Her nose was free, so she could at least breathe, but that also meant that all she could smell was this slightly salty, slightly musky smell of a turned-on woman. The smell would be probably enough to have her ready to go by itself, but now it was only...
July 2001 From the moment I saw her hunched over the register, I knew I needed her. Her soft doe eyes awkwardly begged my forgiveness as she pulled the damp fingernail from her pink lips and ran her hand down the side of her worn jeans. A slight smell of menthol cigarettes wafted from her sandy brown hair as she reached for one of the items on the conveyor...
Katie and Sarah arrived at the library knowing their sorority charity work would be completed following the end of their shifts. However, once they got to the front circulation desk, they learned the library was closed for inventory and were told to report directly to the locker room. Both girls were happy that they would not be bothered by library patrons...
Breathing hard coming to the office from the underground, I straighten my short turquoise summer dress as I sit down on my chair, next to my colleagues. Pressing my flesh colored stocking clad knees together; I slip a hand between my legs to my smooth naked thighs. Decorum prohibits me to slip a finger into my naked, wet pussy. My reflection and that of my t...
Thank you so much for your comments on the first installment, I hope this next one is an improvement and it leaves off where the first one ended. Please continue to make suggestions because this is my first time having a go at writing stories. Also, please do not contact me for any other purpose than to discuss the story or suggestions. Do not use the materi...
Jennifer's feet were killing her. It was her forth day in Toronto, evening actually, it was just after 10:00 PM and getting dark. She felt completely drained. She needed to sit down, but the cheap backpacker's hotel she was booked into was filled with over-zealous and over-happy and constantly smiling backpacking tourists with timetables, schedules and itine...
Karen struggles to awake from the deepest sleep of her life. Her head is in a cloud, worse than the worse hang over she has ever experienced. As consciousness slowly returns, memories of an erotic dream start to return to her befuddled mind, dreams of eating pussy. She tries to stand and that's when it hits her. Her arms and legs are tied to the posts of the...
(This is the most vividly remembered night of my life, even through the haze of the wine and a separation of a decade. Am I embroidering any of it, bringing together more than one evening, making it all more exciting? Possibly; they say time makes liars of us all, and when it was happening it happened with bodies and lust and passion, not so much with words....