Trish and I walked through the front door of my house. We’d just gotten back from a romantic dinner, and walk in the park. I was completely transfixed by Trish’s beauty and charm, and looking forward to how we would finish our first date. Trish was a police officer, 22 years old, with long blonde hair, and smallish, but nicely shaped breasts. She had a beau...
Author's Note: The Village Sluts is a story focused around two women who continue to grow their bond and fall in love as they experiment with their shared fetishes. This story, therefore, contains strong scat and pee play. This includes smearing, tasting, eating, soiling, etc. If you do not share these fetishes, please stop reading. If you do continue to r...
By Shelby W and Marilyn Aug 2001 This is an actual email exchange written by two women. Each part is told by the woman involved - their own thoughts and feelings relating to the experience. * * * * * Part 1 Marilyn to Shelby We are in a nice tub having a bath together and enjoying the effects of a large bottle of wine. Our legs are entwined and we're s...
(More exchanges between two writers of erotic literature. Though the opportunity to chat on line eluded us during this period.) * Clara wrote: Hi Sarah. I so hope you enjoyed lunch ... and maybe something more - I wish I'd thought to ask this before, too late now but just to say I suddenly got very turned on (again) by the thought that you might be sittin...
Book 1. Chapter 1. As I boarded the overnight flight for San Francisco, my mind went back to the good old days when I used to work as a flight attendant for 'Trans-World', before I took up writing full time. I wondered if I would see any of the old crew that I used to know. I kind of missed the action, but did okay in my new field, and it's surprising, ho...
The small hotel was beautiful, several miles off the main highway, on a private drive. If it weren't for detailed map I was given I would have driven right past it. As we drove up the winding driveway, I reached over and squeezed Camille's exposed thigh. "Total Trust baby, and total privacy. I pulled a couple favors to get us a room here for the night, and...
1 I was at the hair salon, getting shampooed, not thinking about my new tattoos, when salon girl lifts my hair. "What the hell? Slave 37..? Really?" She held my head, trapped in the shampoo sink, and slid her hand down into my blouse, under my bra, cupping my breast and my suddenly hard nipple. My eyes were wide, I was rigid, but not screaming and not st...
I'm Allie, 56-year-old wife & mom. My 25-year-old son likes to bring some of his friends over that are 18-25 and make me act all flirty with them and dress up in stuff like short shorts and miniskirts. In real life I'm a fairly conservative, short bubbly, blonde... a bit like a cute little muffin, see? In my fantasy world I'm a submissive slut for my son's f...
Note: I have been looking for an editor for this story without success. If anyone is interested please contact me. * Alice simply lay in her bed beaten; she had long given up trying to loosen the bindings, and she had more pressing concerns. Last night she had several drinks and her bladder was in desperate need of relief. Yesterday after a marathon day of...
The events of the afternoon had served to sober up Irene and Elaine, but Irene was still well over the driving limit. She would stay the night and drive home in the morning. They all looked forward to bedtime. Irenes husband was working away so her eighteen-year-old son, Robert, was at home on his own. She phoned Robert to explain that she could not drive....