They took their places on the bed; one completely naked, the other stripped to her bra and panties. “Now, when he comes in,” she began, “I want him to see us kissing and hear load moaning. Can you do that?” The tone in the answer was firm. “Yes, I can do that.” “I’ll be rubbing you down there.” “Do you really think it’s necessary?” “It’s up to you how mu...
As always everyone in the story is well over 18 and there are things in here that some will find icky...check the tags and read at your own risk. ***** While Madame left the room to consider which of Helga's requests would be granted with my body I welcomed the much-needed break. I immediately headed for Sir, so anxious to see what he was thinking. Jeanne...
Bright sunlight slowly turned into golden strands against the sky as the sun slowly set. It was one of those days where the clear blue sky and cool moist air created inspiration and magic. Atop a hill the huge mansion sprawled, its beautiful stonewalls reflecting the beauty of the sunset. Birds sang and fluttered about and small animals scurried about enjoyi...
Like all my stories this is based on an actual experience. Names have been changed, etc. In the 1970's we lived in a small community in Florida. Our neighborhood was so safe that we never locked a door. In fact, when we sold the house ten years later we could not locate a key to pass on to the new owners. One of our neighbors was a nineteen year old gir...
[WARNING: This story contains elements of hate speech. If you are easily offended by such language, please stop here. I think thoughtful readers will understand that these words are used to draw characterizations, and not to encourage or espouse hateful ideology on the part of the author.] Pt. 3 - Ew by Holly Lori Annalee Previously on The Dream Girls: Th...
It was a beautiful sunny day. Jasmine and Lilly sat on their beach chairs soaking up the rays of sunshine as the salty mist cooled their bodies with the spray of each crashing wave. No one wandered the private beach allowing them to enjoy the sun with out their suits. It had been a daily ritual for them since the beach side cabin they were renting had become...
My name is Tessera. Tess for short. I'm 32, a boi-butch dyke and I have a mobile barber service, catering for lezgrrrls and gayboyz - more the former than the latter, but I love my poofy clients. And a surprising number of "str8" (haha) women who, ahem, protest their marital or hetero-partnered bliss rather too much, methinks! Well, in some cases I know that...
Dear reader, I thank you for visiting these chapters of my story. If this is the first one you see I advise you to start with Chapter 1, for that's where you'll be informed about all those characters from the start. All others, I want you to have fun reading this, please leave a comment, advise or whatever you would like to share with me. The next chapt...
When my husband and I travel I like to tease him when it gets later at night and he is starting to get tried of driving. I carry my vibrator in the glove compartment, when it would get dark I would pull it out, lay back the seat and masturbate for him. This would keep him awake and me ready for when we got to our destination. Last year we were traveling wit...
I love Saturdays: you can sleep late, and spend the day doing whatever you want. It's a good thing. I usually wake up earlier than Nat and cook breakfast. She comes in, and gives me a kiss on the cheek and a smack on the ass. It usually turns into something more. My favorite time was when I put her on the table and had her for breakfast. It's a ritual that w...