Kathy was bored out of her mind. She was in her late 20s and renting a studio apartment from some friends of her parents. The couple traveled often, so it was a nice way to rent and have the run of the place all to herself from time to time. Lucinda (Lucy) and Robert were very nice people that rarely fought and always had a pleasant demeanor about them. Ro...
"I hate this!" I thought to myself, tears forming in my eyes. I understand why my wife had to be gone so much on business but damn, did I miss her. I'd just put our newest addition to our little family down for the night after feeding. Even with our daughter drinking regularly and me pumping, my breasts still ached from all of the milk that filled them. I di...
As head cheerleader, eighteen-year-old Arden had a very particular image to uphold. That image included long platinum blonde hair, plenty of short skirts, a flighty attitude, and a hot-shot boyfriend- preferably the captain of a sports team. What it did not include was having the resident bad girl shoving her hands under Arden's shirt while she was pressed...
1 The course in Portugal yielded no encounters, which was as well, because I was a little weary from the Sasha-therapy (Ferry Tales, Chapter 7), and the travel. But soon after my return there was an email from Alex, who evidently also required easement after some unpleasant event, though the message revealed no details. I was amused that the mother was in n...
I opened the deposit receipt envelope after going through the drive up and with the receipt was a note. "Loved your stories CoyoteGirl69. Give me a call. Kelli" I couldn't believe what I had just read. It appeared that someone recognized my picture in my bio. Even though I was sitting in the SUV alone, I blushed. That was the last thing I ever thought would...
There comes a time in every woman's life when she has to stop and say to herself, "Where am I now? Where am I going? How did I get here?" And then there are times that those are pretty darn dumb questions. Where am I now? I'm bent over the leading edge of a table. My hands are tied together and the nylon stocking used for that is looped over something on the...
Tuesday morning dawned clear and crisp, my opened bedroom window was misted in the chill. I glanced beside me half-hoping that I would see Mandy lying there, wishful thinking I guess and remembered that she had left me in a post-orgasmic bliss late last night. "Damn" I murmured under my breath, I really would like to explore her body before my day begins. I...
Kimberly was done with high school and had no plans for the summer. Her mom was at work most of the time during the week. She was never one to sit still for very long and could be a smart ass at times. During one summer day, Kimberly was bored and looking for something new and different. Up in her room, sitting on her bed, she booted up her laptop and logged...
I vividly remember the day I realized I was a lesbian. It was Saturday night, after my first week of Uni. I had been reading in the library, as I didn't really know anyone and as I made my way back to my dorm at about midnight, when the library shut, I hugged my books to my chest for warmth as it was quite cold for September, I noticed out of the corner of m...
Once Linda had gone I collected my clothes from the chair and took them to my bedroom. When I hung the jacket and skirt in the wardrobe I checked the jacket pockets but my bra and panties were not there. I made my way back to the living room and searched on, around and under the chair and the sofa but, again, I couldn't find my underwear. I didn't think Lind...