Pam received a text message from an unknown phone number. "Hi, it's Tom. My phone died so I bought this temporary phone. My business trip is going well. I'll be home on Valentine's Day earlier than I thought, at 2:00 pm, not 6:00 pm. To celebrate Valentine's Day I was hoping we could do something... very different." "On Valentine's Day could you please put...
After my first session with Ron, it was time to meet with his wife, Ellen. Ellen was a few years older than Ron but you wouldn't have known it. She took great care of herself. Even after two children, she was in good physical condition (though she thought of herself as unattractive). She was blonde like her husband, with soulful, dark eyes. She came from a...
Story by LesLes. Concept by Solddate. Art by Oo_Sebastian_oO Five Years After Syndrome's Attack "Honestly, sweetie, if there's ever a type of villain you don't want to go solo against, it's a mind controller." The villainess Mezmerella leaned against the top of a classic ball chair as she spoke. The smooth white plastic of the chair was a half-sphe...
I am Katie, a 19 y/o soccer player, and this is about my coach and me. ****** Jen had enjoyed coaching this group of girls on their club soccer team. They were very talented and hard-working and had put together a successful season, finishing first in their division and were excited for the playoffs. She had coached girls in this age group before, but neve...
Author's Note: This is my hundredth story, so it was important for it to be memorable. I promised myself when I went in for my first surgery and missed one Summer Loving contest that I would make it up to myself later by participating in every contest I could physically. Of course, that means so much more with a new surgery scheduled soon. So I want to thank...
Important note: while there are elements in this story that lay the grounds for a supernatural story sequel, it can be read as a stand-alone lesbian story. In this story you will not find anything supernatural apart from a few things referenced as myth and folklore. Then again, if you're interested, the post-scriptum and the two upcoming sequels will certain...
Author's Note: The Village Sluts is a story focused around two women who continue to grow their bond and fall in love as they experiment with their shared fetishes. This story, therefore, contains strong scat and pee play. This includes smearing, tasting, eating, soiling, etc. If you do not share these fetishes, please stop reading. If you do continue to r...
In 1969 I was a bit of a loner. I was an only-child, and at school I was seen as a bit of a swat, more into literature than the latest pop stars, lauded by teachers but mocked and bullied by the other girls. Most of them came council estates whereas we lived in a private house, my dad being a bank manager and my mum a scientist at the local chemistry works,...
(Continued from My maid Lata Part 1) My eyes opened at 5 AM. Still it was dark outside. Lata's body lay on me. I was really happy that she showed her concern yesterday for me and allowed me to sleep early and didn't force sex on me. I kissed her on her shoulder, ear and hair. Lata woke up with my kisses. "Good morning Latadidi" I whispered. She smiled at...
A fantasy of mine makes me hotter than anything in the world. Thinking about this drives me out of my fucking mind, insanely horny! It is a fetish-fantasy and Blue loves me enough to roleplay it with me...and it makes me cum many, MANY times when we do. I'll try to explain it...I hope I can properly do that. First, the backstory of my fantasy: I was create...