Sally's Story To say that the entrance hall to The House of Octavia is imposing would hardly do justice to the marble floor, the crystal chandeliers, the shimmering fountains and tropical plants. The opulence spoke of enormous extravagance. To anyone with less than a six figure annual income, it would feel intimidated. Sally Heathery did not have a six fig...
(I'm going to cut the boring part short;) It all started when me and Lolli went to our friends house party. We met a guy there and he liked Lolli. They arranged a date in two weeks and then Lolli was staying at mine, unless something happeneed with Tom (Her date) When the date came, Lolli came over to mine to get ready. She borrowed one of my dresses, and...
Mist gathers around the house on an otherwise clear and starlit night. It moves from window to window until it finds the one it seeks, then flows in. swirling at the foot of the bed, it grows slowly solid. Finally I stand there, smiling down at you. "I'm a heavy sleeper," you said. I step closer to test that, drawing back the covers. You shift as the cool ai...
(Continued from My maid Lata Part 1) My eyes opened at 5 AM. Still it was dark outside. Lata's body lay on me. I was really happy that she showed her concern yesterday for me and allowed me to sleep early and didn't force sex on me. I kissed her on her shoulder, ear and hair. Lata woke up with my kisses. "Good morning Latadidi" I whispered. She smiled at...
It happened 2 years ago, I never planned it, it just happened. I was 38 years back then and had been married since I turned 18. I've never had an extra marital affair before but of course have considered it many times. I never strayed outside my marriage and I consider myself to be a great wife, mother and an excellent consultant. Sometimes in my line of w...
Having given an account of my first lesbian experience, in 'Moving Finger,' introducing my colleague and potential lover Pamela, here is the sequel. Pamela was in hospital some weeks, which coincided with the school summer vacation. I visited her most days, and it was usually possible to send my ever-willing hand into the bed and bring her release. I found...
I walk into your bedroom with my hair cascading over my shoulders and my breasts gently swaying with each step I take you watch me closely as I swing my hips from side to side as I walk towards you naked except for my feet in black heels. I move behind your chair and kiss your head as I run my hands down your sides and sniff your hair which smells of summer...
OK, I'll admit it, I'm 24, damn near a virgin, no prospects, not one, so I go online and try to imagine my way into some guy's bed. But it ain't happening for me, mainly because I haven't the creativity to imagine myself in some stud's arms: I'm a little over-weight, girl-next-door attractive and unbelievably bossy. And I'm a pissed off: I'm tired of page af...
Jim is hot. Why does she keep thinking about Debbie? Mother Nature was winning the battle. It was after her math class, and Lonnie was back in her room trying to work on the homework assignment. Trouble was, she kept thinking about Jim, a boy in her math class. He wasn't the tallest or most muscular boy in her class, and she hadn't really noticed him -- un...
Dina worked the rest of her shift in a daze, feeling like the whole night had been some weird and wonderful dream. Toward the end of the shift she checked out a couple of early departures, hyper-aware that she was naked underneath her uniform. It made her feel naughty and privileged, like she had a secret no one could guess. She headed home at 7 A.M., long...