Many thanks to Kitty Pain for first editing and improving this story. Additional thanks to Hockey25 for further improvements. It had been three weeks, and Eugene was ready to explode. He had tried everything, from subtle hints to fancy dinners. Nothing worked, so he got more direct. Tonight, he had coated his approach in flattery, with a touch of humor, r...
Foreword Never in my wildest dreams did I intend to pen a "kiss and tell". Except here I am, actually doing it and guess what? I'm as horny as hell! Skipping descriptions of my somewhat soggy panties I'll introduce myself as Hazel X. And don't waste too much time looking me up in the phone directory. I'm using "X" as a pseudonym, based partly on a person...
She was dressed in a short maid uniform, a lesbian slave serving coffee to her Mistress and miss Trixie, one of the eighteen year old students that her Mistress tutored. As Dina poured the coffee, her arm seemed to give way suddenly and the saucer tipped, spilling coffee in miss Trixie's lap. It was hot and soaked the clothes that covered the young girl's th...
Up until her final year at uni, Edith had given everyone the impression her emotional system had been cryogenically frozen. She'd never even once been on a date or shown the slightest indication of being drawn toward a fellow human being. Not sexually drawn, anyway. The idea of her ever having a "love problem" was, quite frankly, absurd. But, early into her...
Author's Note This story picks up from "Holding Out for a Hero", "Irresistible Attraction" and "Sexual Desire". Usually I try to make every story readable in its own right, to save readers who missed earlier episodes having to backtrack. Things have become a little complicated this time, however, so I'm going to recap below, to bring everyone up to speed, j...
Foreword Hello again it's me, the young lady masquerading as "Helen X", back with another yarn. Anyone who missed my previous kiss-and-tell confession might very well be wondering "Who the hell is this?" so here's a bit of background. These days I'm pushing thirty but my story is set back in late 2008, when I was in the sixth form of a school that will rem...
Chapter Four: Red Tulips Apologies for the long delay since my last update. It's been a tough year, and I got stalled for quite a while, but after a couple of false starts here I am again. As I post this, Chapter 5 is with my beta readers and I'm starting on Chapter 6. "Hey Anjali!" "Hello Sarah, how are you?" "Oh, not too bad... look, my boss has asked...
I ran to Julie's bedroom and tore into her suitcase. I knew what she had sent me for and I couldn't wait to get it back to her. I dug through her clothes, her underwear and her bras. Then I found it! Tucked into the inside pocket, wrapped in a pair of silk panties was my prize. I could feel the stiff plastic through the fabric. I could not stop myself. I rub...
Thank-you to everyone for reading and commenting on what I write. It's easy to write this, because unless I label something as fiction, fantasy or a dream, I only write what happened. Can two women really be this horny all the time? Certainly. There are lots of us out there. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Saturday. A day for less work, if any at all. A day that ofte...
For some time now I had been going through the process of interviewing for the position of Night, Operating Theatre Director for a group of three Hospitals in Kent. The interview committee was comprised of six people, one of whom, Linda, was the Director of Nursing. Over the weeks I had three one on one interview sessions with Linda the first of which was, u...