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...
My fingers rubbed the crotch of the panties on the hanger. The goddess walked, no floated towards me. I melted as I watched her long legs carry her beautiful body towards me. I could feel the passion juice start to run down my thigh. "Don't you just love the feel of those?" "Sara, I'd love the feel of your panties as I slid them off that wonderful ass of y...
Quite frequently I get messages from "couples", asking me if I'd be interested in having sex with the wife. Typically, these are sent by bored husbands without the knowledge (or interest) of their spouses, so I either ignore them, or, when I'm feeling generous, tell him that I'd only talk with his wife, if she's really interested. That'll usually end the con...
Another Friday night in the house with nothing to do Sanaya thought to herself as she sat on the opposite end of the couch staring at her girlfriend of three years. The night had started out promising with plans of watching a movie together and cuddling up under each other. Sanaya had hoped that the romantic movie she picked out and the combined cuddling wou...
Before I started thinking seriously about boys, I had thoughts about other girls. This began in more or less "innocent" ways. Fooling around with girlfriends at parties, if we felt sure no one would discover us. I'm talking about innocent little kissing dares, touching tongues to see what it feels like, and ... maybe even a little light touching under bras,...
In part one, Jessica Harmondon-Smithers, a successful city businesswoman finds an old friend apparently destitute in her neighbourhood. The woman, Clarissa Stocks-Johnson was a model and Jessica's schoolgirl crush at their expensive boarding school. She takes her in and tends to her, releasing a dominant and bi-sexual tendency that has lain suppressed and un...
Chapter 6 Talk about Your Most Embarrassing Moments . . . Dear Diary: No classes today, Hip, Hip, Hooray! And I got caught off guard again. Woe is me! I should have suspected something when Julie tugged me along to Hamilton Hall last night. The subject was 'Roles --Top, bottom, switch. What are your inclinatio...
Hi, my name is T (obviously an abbreviation) and this is my last story in the T & Tammy trilogy. I think reading the others first will make this story better for you but I hope this one is enjoyable by itself if you choose not to. As with my other stories, this is written to please my horny husband and hopefully you the reader as well. My stories are intend...
Clarification: All characters in the sex scenes described in this work of fiction are above the legal age of consent in your state or country. * * * * * "You're not fucking going out like that, you slut!" Screamed Bunny's mum as she made her way to the door of their small flat. "You look like a fucking whore!" "Oh fuck off, Mum!" Bunny screamed back at he...
The good thing about the Zombie Apocalypse is that all human belongings were now up for grabs for the few that survived. And so I spent the first few weeks just breaking into abandoned villas in the rich part of town, going through the stuff of other people who were most likely dead, or otherwise unlikely to return. The first thing I really missed was elec...