(Note: All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older.) South England, September 2004 Vanessa exited the train, carrying two large bags, and looked somewhat lost. This seemed to be a really small town, she thought, even smaller than she had imagined from the descriptions in the college's student handbook. She was very tired, jet-lagged after her...
After The Conference Karolin stifled a yawn, as she slid into her shoes. The conference had been even more tedious than she'd imagined. Four days trapped in an airless lecture theatre with a world-class selection of bores. At least she was free of that torture for another year. Maybe she could delegate to some grateful Ph.D. next time? It was a pleasing fa...
I recall a trip I took to Chicago, it was 1977, almost 15 years ago, and my first unaccompanied business trip. I was 29 then, and my career was just taking off. My schedule called for three days of meetings and seminars. But, I had my own room, with my own king size bed, and I was looking forward to two evenings of uninterrupted privacy. Almost six years ha...
Sandra sat at her desk and read the email over again. "My dear Sandra, I had such a good time with you last night that I wanted to send you a little thank you note. Your company was wonderful, and well, after, well, I have to say that I have never been with such a kinky, and generous woman before. You are truly amazing....... Leanne." "Now that is an intere...
My mind buzzed like a bee in bottle. This was all so new to me; I was petrified. Maybe in the back of the deepest reaches of my mind I had thought about being with someone of my own sex, but until this moment I had no idea I would ever do so. Linda brought her hands to the top of my hips, then eased her thumbs into the elastic top of my pantyhose. For the...
Chapter Four -- A Word With Charlie Emma had a special dinner ready when Charlie returned. How should she tell him that she had slept with her best girlfriend in his absence. "Not only that," Emma said out loud, "not only that, dear, but... it was... wonderful." That was the only word for the experience. It didn't change anything about her love for Char...
Authors note: Thank you all for the feedback it is very much appreciated. This story is dedicated to the woman of my dreams. Thank you to Slavegirl 70 for taking the time to edit and give feedback. ***** In my dream she asked no questions, she just commanded. In my dream I obeyed completely and without hesitation. In my dream we were in love, the kind...
Considering how shy and nerdy Melissa was, I was surprised how comfortable she was in bed. The first time she went down on me, I was amazed how good it felt. "Are you sure you haven't done this before?" I asked. She shyly smiled and just said she liked pleasing me. She was still even a little nerdy -- and admitted she 'read up' on how to have good oral sex....
revised. April. 2005. Prologue. Twenty-three-year-old Chelsy Peters fought to stay awake, as she leaned her gloriously naked body carefully forward, her lovely breasts rubbing against the smooth wall. Her beautiful ass gleamed softly in the subdued lighting, her long shapely legs trembled gently in tension, as she balanced carefully on the balls of her ba...
Bobbi shook her chestnut hair loose from the loose bun she wore during work hours before leaving and locking up. Outside the coffee shop, the air felt heavy, oppressive. Ominous black nimbuses blanketed the sky across the horizon blotting out the sinking sun. A flash of lightning in the belly of the clouds, electricity charging the already humid air and Bobb...