Bzzzt.... Bzzzt.... Bzzzt.... sounded my phone signaling 8 A.M. on Sunday morning. Normally I'd be loathed to get up this early any day, on a weekend especially, but today was different. Today is going to be the best day of my life. Excitedly, I climbed out of bed, careful not to trip and fall flat on my face as I rushed over to my calendar hanging on the wa...
Note: If you haven't already, read the previous chapters of That New Guy, which are prequels to this story. ***** Back in her bikini with the wrap around her waist, Meg strolled through the front door of her place, surprised she wasn't walking bowlegged after all the fucking the previous night and that morning. Her roommate, Rachel, stuck her head out of t...
Megan opened the door to her apartment. Friday at last, and she planned on enjoying an entire weekend of doing nothing. The smell of a freshly baked cake greeted her dainty nose. Faye was home. Oh well... at least she would be in her room the entire weekend. Megan knew her roomie had just purchased an ounce of marijuana, which always meant an entire weekend...
As Lydia prepared to go to the first day of college, she had a sparkle in her eyes as she was thinking of the final year girls whom she planned to lure to warm her bed. The 40-year-old literature professor, who hit a lucky streak and rediscovered her latent libido with the help of two students and an online male friend, was bent upon prolonging it for a long...
A week after her office tryst with Dean Langdon, Susie Brock decided to seduce one of her roommates. This girl was a junior named Amelia More from South Carolina. She had a rather earthy and sensual complexion. Susie guessed that she had both Caucasian and Afro-American ancestors. In fact, there was even a slight hint of Creek Indian. Susie had thoughts of...
Kris first laid eyes on Sandy when they bumped into each other, literally, at the Post Exchange. Both had not been looking where they were going when they rounded an aisle and crashed into each other, sending items flying in all directions. Neither was hurt and both got up laughing. Immediately admitting that it was her fault Kris apologized, but Sandy would...
This is the third in the Girl Scout Moms series. It starts where Part II left off, so you'll want to read the first two before reading this one. * The next few days after my encounter with Jill at the campout were uneventful. Except for my near-constant rubbing my pussy and diddling my clit while thinking about Jill's sweet pussy. And Anna's too. And the...
Mia began her life as a sexual toy when she as a young girl, and as an adult her sexual experiences with woman who like to be in control dominated her psyche to the point of her enjoying being a submissive lover, or should she be called victim. When Mia was eighteen, two twenty-year old girls whom she knew found her alone in the woods as she was walking hom...
The sight of Pauline lying prostrate on the couch was not very unusual. On these Friday or Saturday evenings, the three apartment mates would go off on their individual adventures, but inevitably would converge to this single scene. A sigh of tired resignation escaped the thin redhead, Hannah. Beside her, the more robust blonde slipped off her purse and appr...
Rachel lugged the last of her bags to her room on the fifth floor of one of the dormitories at the Gorham campus of the University of Southern Maine. The bedroom was fairly large, larger than Randy's dorm at Miskatonic. It had to be, to accommodate the two beds on opposing walls in the room. The thought of having to share a room for the next nine months, w...