I met a very nice woman, her name was Dottie. She was blonde, made up (maybe too much for 9am), decent shape for her age, but her skin had a weathered look to it...like too much sun for a lifetime. She led me into a dark room, pulled back a curtain and there was my table. Head pillow, tight blankets and sheets, a pillow to raise my knees. She asked a few q...
Smokey Saga #69: "The Babysitter II" ***** Here's a sequel to "The Babysitter" (lesbian version, natch, as since March '15 I've been writing only lesbian stuff). My last few BDSM stories have been fairly rife with tickle torture, which if you know me at all is no surprise. And I know not everyone has a thing for it like I do. But if you read the original "...
SS41: "Long Live The Queen" ***** This stars one of the married couples from the story "How To Wage A Wargasm": the Phelpses, Leyna and Cyndi. Some of it may not be for everyone—i.e., non-chess folk, so I tried to break it down for Readers who don't play. Feel free to skip the game segment if you don't like or get chess—I'm going to boldface all the moves...
A note about writing: I write as much as possible from first hand experience freely incorporating my own fetishes and prejudices, but a person only has so much sex, and some time back I ran low on personal stuff because I write a lot. Still first hand experience and fiction seem to mix well, but after a time, I started to yearn for something fresh. That's wh...
A bit about me before I start and hope you read my previous stories where I met Nirosha, a hot 18 year old girl with an awesome body and personality and then her friend Jane. I am Shani and I am 30. I live in Sri Lanka and I am single. I dark complexioned and 5 feet 10 inches which is unusual for a Sri Lankan girl. I have 34D cups which is one of my strong...
Oh my god, I am such a freaking stereotype. I was born in China, but my American parents adopted me when I was still a baby. I like to think I was given up by a couple who had too many children and nobly gave me away to loving parents rather than see me put to death. For all I know they just wanted a boy. My parents, which is what I call the people who rais...
Authors Note: This is the last of the trilogy that began with "Welcome to the Family" and was followed by the prequel "Pajama Party." This episode details what happened to Stacy when she joined the "bridge club" of which her mother-in-law is a member. ***** When Stacy got out of bed one morning, she was feeling horny but in a particular way. It wasn't fro...
Savi closes the door behind her and leans against it. She closes her eyes and rubs the pad of her finger against her lips. She shivers as she remembers the feeling of Mel pressed against her. The memory brings a response from her body and before she can stop it, she's lost in the tingles. Standing against the drafty door she can feel the heat from between he...
I miss your body so. Even though I've never had you, I still miss your body. Even though you've never been next to me, beside me in bed, I've fantasized about it so often that it seems like you should be. I think about you all the time – the way you'd feel, the way you'd smell, how I'd touch and taste you if you were here. How much I want to please you. How...
It was a Thursday evening in early February. I chatted with Jon for about two days and decided to meet him in a bar in Marble Arch. I sat my back towards the glass window of the venue so I could face him and the bar behind him, and he would have all his attention on me. A very handsome, intelligent man in his mid-thirties, with mysterious eyes. At first he...