Unlocking the heavy front door, Alicia set down her keys on the polished table and stepped into the hushed interior of their third floor condo. She pulled back the thick drapes and slid the glass door open that led to the spacious deck, allowing sweet fresh air and afternoon sunshine inside. Alicia turned back into the richly furnished living room, idly glan...
It’d been a few days since you signed up for this ‘bikini battle’ tournament your college was hosting. Since then you made sure to train hard: running and swimming to improve stamina, stretching to improve flexibility, and posting selfies of your bikini body on Instagram. Okay, the last one might not necessarily be preparing, but who could blame you? You bou...
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To eliminate any possible confusion I suggest you read Part 1 first as this is a continuation of that story. ***** She tasted so good I was reluctant to let her have her hand back. Eventually I brought my attention back inside the car and pulled out of the lay-by. I asked myself what I had started but was too excited by the promise of a wild adventure to d...
I have never had any lesbian experiences. It was something I would think about once in a while, lesbian erotica, but not take seriously enough to be a preference. So after everything that has happened, it somewhat surprises me and makes me see a different side of my self. I was twenty-four, newly relocated after being hired as a designer for a publishing c...
The Real Life Diary of an All American Housewife who became a true lesbian slut. (Part 2) * Authors' notes: Again, this is not a work of fiction. I understand some can't believe such events actually happen in real life, especially those that have taken place in public. It's fine if you don't believe it, there was a time in my life I would not have believe...
I walked into Quinn’s like I always do. Gayle, the bartender looked up and said, “Harri, I don’t want any trouble.” I said, “Look, Gayle, thirty days in jail and fifty stitches taught me a lesson. You won’t have any problems with me. Promise. Now gimme two drafts and a Guinness.” She drew the beers, and I sucked the first down as she was putting the Guinne...
"And then she came, hard, while I was licking her clit! All of the muscles around her pussy and her ass were clenching and releasing and she was screaming her head off. It's a wonder the neighbors didn't call the cops on us. But it was one of the most unbelievably powerful moments ever thinking I'd made my friend Donna come like that with my tongue!" Liz an...
Claire leaned her head back, groaning and looked into the kitchen. She wasn't dying, she wasn't overly warm, she wasn't even having sex, much to her disappointment. The problem rested on the kitchen table behind her, now upside down in her vision. She had promised to wait and open the bottle of wine with her roommate to celebrate her roommate's new relations...
We lay on the floor in the middle of a nest of pillows and blankets in front of the TV, playing Playstation 2 games. It's very interesting how many different ways you can find to flirt with someone using only an electronic car. Eventually, through wins and losses, we ended up draped over each other, a tangle of arms and legs. I tried not to get too distracte...