Traveling to join her parents for the holidays, 18-year-old Denise is befriended by Pauline, an elegant 38-year-old professional photographer. Heavy snows disrupt the young woman's travel, and she accepts an invitation to stay at the other's cozy forest chalet. Upon entering she is shocked to see examples of the photographer's work – tasteful pictures of ver...
Amanda and Katie had returned home from spending a day at the beach. They were both wiped out after laying under the hot sun, taking a dip in the cool ocean water, and kissing under a large umbrella. Both were so in love with each other, everyday was like a first date for them, with butterflies rumbling through their bellies several times each day. Katie t...
Katherine had had a busy week with work. She had been at a small working conference at Lake Placid, in New York State, up in the mountains. Autumn had started to descend during the 10 days she had been a resident in the hotel, resulting in the trees starting to change colour, the leaves turning reds, oranges and browns. For anyone who has not been there, wor...
Back in the apartment that evening, Candice sat on the sofa and thought about Camilla, whom she expected to see come home anytime, but was also wondering--and worrying about--why she hadn't come home yet. She knew Camilla wasn't stripping at Luvlee's that night, so unless she was out with that man she'd been with the night before, she should have already com...
Molly and I realized we never had sex with only each other since we met despite our sexting. Our moms always wanted to join in and we never refused fearing they would split us. Finding the time to do it was hard since our class schedules were different and our moms had light work hours. One time mom had to work an overnight shift and Molly called saying hers...
The tennis ball lobbed straight over the net, I stretched for it with all of my might, and still I couldn't meet the ball. Damn, lost another game to Annette. After losing a set of tennis, I was tired, sweaty and frustrated. She beat again. We're still great friends, and our Sunday tennis game is just friendly competition between us. We headed to the clubhou...
I have been a bisexual since my early teens, it started off like many other girls by experimenting, kissing, touching, cuddling, sleepovers and pubescent curiosity. A few friends and I would have sleepovers and we would take full advantage of the darkness to compare the growth of our budding breasts, rounder hips bushier pussies and new found knowledge of ki...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Kathleen swaggered off stage, feeling the men lusting after her g-string clad ass. She wiggled seductively for their benefit. It was her last set of the day. Back in the locker room, she put away the nightie and chose a short dress, barely longer than a t-shirt. Now that her busin...
As I walked slowly through the house looking for Sheana, I realised most rooms were locked, something I thought at first rather peculiar, before the advantages in defending against a burglar became apparent. Even if he accessed the hall, he'd have to force his way into each room in turn where there might be nothing valuable at all. Clever. Soon enough I arri...
For me, coming to terms with what I am was like being born. It was something that happened when I was naked, wet and crying. I'm not really sure what it was that got me to realizing it. A long string of dates with 'the hot guy' that always left me feeling... well, feeling something. What I'm not sure. It was in the less than warm afterglow of yet another o...