Foreword Never in my wildest dreams did I intend to pen a "kiss and tell". Except here I am, actually doing it and guess what? I'm as horny as hell! Skipping descriptions of my somewhat soggy panties I'll introduce myself as Hazel X. And don't waste too much time looking me up in the phone directory. I'm using "X" as a pseudonym, based partly on a person...
Historical note: In the Victorian period it was medical opinion that many young women suffered from a condition called hysteria, which could be relieved by stimulation of the vagina. Doctors administered this 'treatment' but found it rather tiring. The need for stimulation without too much effort led to the invention of the steam powered mechanical vibrator...
Being an airline stewardess has its advantages, you get to travel to exotic new places, help people, and...(best of all) pick up on some of the foxiest ladies anywhere in the world. I thought to myself as I gazed at my pretty young co-worker. Sarah Richardson certainly fit that description. She was a short, shapely and well-endowed brunette--quite a delect...
Monday was a terminal buzz. A shock to the system. Fake smiles all around. Too much coffee, too many emails. More biting of the tongue. Tuesday was the cleanup after Monday's catastrophic mess. Wednesday was even more brutal. My boss was fighting with everyone, and the other women on the floor had to scramble to make amends with other departments. I began...
"On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross The emblem of suffering and shame And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost sinners was slain So I'll cherish the old rugged cross 'Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown" George Bennard ** Monday, 14...
I found myself giggling in the dressing room. The smart little indigo A-line dress I'd found looked just too good, and I suddenly felt like I was twenty again. It showed most of my forty-something feminine curves, but not all of them, just the right ones. When I caught my eye in the mirror I laughed out loud and girlishly covered my smile. I twirled my long...
This is the true story of when I took a holiday when I was 19 with my best friend to Cyprus. We were both Bi and although I had a boyfriend at the time, he had always loved the idea of us being together! This is the e-mail I wrote him while we were away, to get him all hot and bothered about what he was missing out on! Whenever I go sunbathing I always get...
My name is Christine Brown. I'm a tall, curvy and big-bottomed young black woman living in the city of Buffalo, New York. I'm a lawyer in the city, representing mostly people accused of violent crimes. Fighting for the clearly guilty when they can afford my fee. It's this lawyer's life. That's why I went to Suffolk University Law School after all. It's my li...
"Wir fahr'n fahr'n fahr'n auf der Autobahn fahr'n fahr'n fahr'n auf der Autobahn" -- Kraftwerk Electronic cities and I charge my car, then inch along the autobahn. Right hand lane is all I dare as cars rocket past and I shudder in the wind. I glance to the far left but it's only the fl...
When I was still in high school I shared a dormitory with three other girls. We had a small room, desks and two double bunk beds with a communal bathroom. It was not very spacious, especially since my best friend Christine and I had to share with our arch enemies, Melanie and Rachel. Mel and Rach, as we knew them, were the popular girls of our grade. Both ha...