I sit behind and watch as she humps her pillow, pounding into it, rubbing off her frustration. Her dark brown hair flies like crows and lands like ravens, flapping its long, soft feathers. Her fingers claw the pillow's sides, squeezing, wrenching it for life. She wants to soar. Gale-force winds rush from her mouth, edging towards their greatest tempest, not...
It was Sabrina's 24th birthday, many years ago, and since she's my best friend, I'm on board. She broke up with her long-term boyfriend shortly before, and accordingly she was in a bad mood. We went out that night and she drank quite a bit. I didn't notice that during the evening, but when we finally went to the car late, she almost couldn't walk anymore. At...
Rachel's Story - Part 1 Hi, it's me, Rachel Jones. You already know a lot of my story - I was in "Ugly Duckling," (it was about me), and in Free Birds, parts 1 and 2, so there isn't a lot to tell you, with a couple of exceptions. In case you forgot, Kira Sterling and I are students and roommates at Pacific Western Christian University, in Fresno, Californi...
Elizabeth had enjoyed the evening, chit-chatting with some acquaintances at her favorite dyke bar, Sappho's Lounge (known as Sappho's Clit Lounge to those in the know). She'd had a few drinks and was now ready to head home, cleaning up in the washroom after having taken a piss and a shit. As she was finishing up, a woman walked into the restroom, a petite d...
As I was making my way thru the woods this morning as is my normal thing to do on a sunny Saturday morning when I came upon the small clearing that I usually stop at so that I can strip naked and sun tan nude and masturbate myself for a few hours. I heard a strange noise coming from the clearing. Stopping behind some bushes so that I could see who the fuck w...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters in this story are aged 18 or older. September 18 "Wake up sleepyhead," the woman's voice said, to the teen girl snuggled under a blanket. "Wha-?" said Samantha, waking up to find...
Amy carefully set my black bra, matching panties, garter belt and dark stockings. Tonight was my initiation into a woman's club she'd wanted me to join for months. I always hesitated because I didn't know if I was ready. Some of my hesitation comes from my age. I'm forty-five and Amy is only thirty-two. We became lovers last year, almost two years after my...
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...
Chapter 23 Savannah smirked as she entered her roommates' room only to see the girl sleeping deeply still gagged and wearing last nights panties over her head. It was a wonderful sight to behold, she had become so very obedient lately. Quietly creeping up to the bed Savannah climbed up in a swift motion, planting one leg at each side of Roxy's body before...
Introduction In The first part of this story we followed the start of Sally Havery's career at The House of Octavia. Sally started work in the research department, helping to develop a new range of perfumes with aphrodisiac qualities. She was seduced by the mysterious Countess Octavia and gifted a special custom-made perfume. Now read on: * The sun strea...