Friday: Taste Test We made love again that morning. Still just fingers, but slowly this time. We were lying on our sides, facing each other. Soft, gentle kisses, each with a hand teasing and torturing the other. It was a long, slow burn as we tried to match our thrusts. She came before I did. I liked that. Watching her cum fueled my own orgasm. I showered...
My last tale (Forever Autumn) wasn't exactly a bundle of laughs so I thought I'd make amends by indulging in a little more whimsy (and hope to please those of my readers who have told me I should write more tales like this). Characters in sex scenes are eighteen years old or over. All characters and places are imaginary—any resemblance to persons living or...
(The actual stories will be in third-person. This just works better.) While walking down the street one day, you come across a strange store. In an age of digital goods, books of all sorts were scattered about in both the window and in the shop itself. Letting your curiousity get the better of you, you head on in. "Welcome!" a woman's voice called...
Authors Note: The Queen Consort named in this story is Elisabeth of Austria, married to Charles IX, who ruled France during a period of protestant uprisings, and lives in infamy for his vicious reprisals. His wife, though sharing his strong Catholic faith, was known for her piety, naivety and beauty. It is this innocence that makes her so attractive a figure...
Saturday: The End of the Road Saturday was a very long day. We drove from San Antonio to Houston, barely arriving in time. We set up for our first round of presentations. The entire group was tired, but we were all in high spirits and having a good time. The first presentation ended at 6pm. The next started at 7 and we had to break down, drive over to the...
I drowsed on the bus, thinking half-awake thoughts about my last visit with Lin, and about the wonderful feelings she had awakened in me. I had my jacket spread over me, to fight the chill of the bus's air conditioning. As a result, no one could see my hand pressing between my legs as some of the most amazing moments came back to me. I was barely aware of wh...
Notes. Set is a boarding school for mature students. The schools is a performing arts college linked to a University for young women who want to pursue their education whilst still practising 'the arts'. All characters are 18+ ***** "Come on!" barked Headmistress. "Strip off, girls. We are none of us prudes here." Hiddala and Blanka pleaded with their ey...
(FF) Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c) 2002 Couture *********** Sharon didn't care very much for her new supervisor, nor, did most of her co-workers. It wasn't as if any of them held any great love for their former supervisor either, but at least Mrs. Feldman had been tough enough an...
We arrived in Rio de Janeiro and headed straight to the hotel, our dream vacation was officially starting now and I was ready to take my love for a night out on the town. Upon arriving at the hotel, the bellboy walked us and our luggage up to our Presidential suite. I watched as Sarai walked ahead of me, her hips swaying back and forth as she walked, it was...
There is so much fun to be had in the world of sexual play. Seriously. My name is Nina Henderson and I'm a six-foot-tall, short-haired and bronze-eyed, forty-something Black woman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. And I love Black women. I've always been into them. Caucasian chicks don't do anything for me. When I came out as queer in college, I w...