Chapter One Dave and I walked into the Busfeild Arms ten minutes late. That is to say we had been supposed to be there at high noon and we went through the front door just after ten past. To me, the "late Heather Hunter", the timing meant nix. Dave wasn't saying anything but, as Miss Punctuality, she was probably seething. And tee-hee to that! Why should...
Could life be any better? A beautiful wife with a great sex drive. At the top of his game in a very competitive business. His lovely PA, Ruth, at his knees as he looks across the city through the floor to ceiling windows of his top floor office, giving him his after lunch blow job. Maybe he'll fuck her on this same couch before quitting time, then go home to...
Ellie stood there in the school stables. She wasn't a very good rider; she'd admitted that to herself a long time ago. She'd never been that good, not since she had an accident when she was seven years old. The horse had been stung by a bee and cantered off with her still in the saddle. She didn't like riding after that, and now, eleven years on, she still w...
So, since, Crash Course was supposed to be what's happening in my life at the current time, lack of sex = looooong pauses between chapters. But I did write another chapter finally! I know it's a little (ok, a lot) different than the others, but it's what's on my mind at the moment. And sorry if there's too much background and not enough sex, it's just that s...
The first part of this story was written solely for my girl... Minnie. I wanted her to feel how much I care for her and how much she means to me. This part is for you, the reader and for me so that I will never forget one single solitary moment of "that night" ... which I already know I cannot for it is burned into my memories, which will last for always....
Well it has been 2 months since I started my new job as receptionist at the L&C School of Writing it has been quite the experience for me to work for 2 mistress's who look after my every need...and I mean every need. I have been told to wear the clothes for work which I must no deviate from, it consists of a crisp white shirt which only buttons up as far as...
I'm so scared. I'm a good girl from the Midwest and here I am trying to decide what to wear for a meeting with a friend I met on the internet about three years ago. I'm 67 years old and should be sitting around with grandchildren on my lap and sipping lemonade through a straw while sitting on my front porch swing. But I was lonely and so I had gone to my com...
This series starts as a fairly regular series of stories of lesbian seduction and exploration but later will have fantasy elements added. * Cindy and Deborah had been friends since they joined the same school together however they were now in their last year of college and looking to go to university. They were best of friends and were thinking about even...
Some people I've known for a few months would make my first summer after graduating high school one of the more exciting periods of my life. The young couple next door, fairly new to the neighborhood, are very sociable people. My parents enjoy having them at the the house and have also been inside their home. Carin Johnson is in her thirties, and quite attr...
Ursula almost remembered the dream that night. The alarm shattered most of it; even as she was waking up, the strident buzzing noise crashed through the memories, leaving nothing but fragments. She grasped at them, trying to hang onto something, anything at all. There was a hand, she knew, a hand sliding down the swell of her hip and...and a taste like wet...