Pale pink gingham panties. Tiny scalloped edge. Hip bones raising the fabric to the height of her mound, where a delicate line, an imperceptible slit is hinted at through the worn cotton. Mismatched pale pink bra, lacy with floral pattern. Round buttons puckered beneath. Breasts pooling under restraint, sitting lazily upon her chest. Her hair, a close cro...
She had no idea when the pretty little waitress first started working at the restaurant. It was indeed possible she'd been there for months but she only noticed her when her lover came out with an admiring comment after she'd served them wine. "Nice arse," she murmured. Carole fixed Katherine with a steady smile as she leaned on the table. "I hadn't notic...
Friday evening: I race through the house and up the stairs. "Hey Dad, it's me, Maxi", I call. No reply. That figures: Dad's still on tour and Cindy probably went on another of her spa breaks. Suits me: no awkward questions from Dad about where I'm going and no bimbo step-mum to piss me off. Tonight's a big night and I'm already running late. I wriggle out...
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Disclaimer: This is my first finished erotic story and any constructive criticism is welcome as I know I could improve in many ways! (And I kind of suck at grammar) Anyway, hope you all enjoy and please let me know what you all think! Feedback is greatly appreciated and thanks so much for reading! :-) _____________________________ I could feel the cold ha...
That afternoon at 6 when I arrived home from the office I went to my mailbox as I do every day. Shoving the envelopes in my open pocketbook I walked back toward the apartment building with my key held out to let myself inside quickly. It's freezing out here I said to myself. Closing the front door brought much welcome relief from the biting cold of January....
Summers in small Florida towns are quiet, almost desolate. It was the first sunny day after two weeks of hurricane warnings, tropical storms and rains. The night before a yacht berthed at the marina, unusual for this time of year. It was only a couple of years old, 120 feet and pristine in condition. I hadn’t seen much of the crew when she arrived, only the...
Angela Gordon was awakened by the doorbell followed by loud thumps on the door. She was lying on the couch in her night gown. She had finally fallen asleep after restless hours in her bed and in her living room watching TV. She looked out and saw Bobbie pounding on her door. She was glad Jackie had moved out and wouldn't see what she was sure Bobbie was goi...
It was your typical Saturday afternoon at the comfortable loft where Donna Travers called home, with the successful young businesswoman enjoying her weekend by donning the khaki capri-pants and white artists's smock that she liked wearing while sketching her favorite young female model. That beautiful model, her blonde hair today in a stylish ponytail, was...
Chapter Five. Even though I knew that Michelle was stunningly beautiful (in face, hair and body all) thanks to all of the pictures I had seen of her on Facebook (including that one where she was clad in only a bikini) her sheer beauty was such that I was still taken aback at her remarkable physical appearance when I got my first look at her in real-life. In...