Chapter 3 Madeline floated in the air, looking down on Jessica’s unconscious body. When Jessica woke up, she would have endless questions, and Madeline had no idea what she should do! She thought that she could ask for help from the one person who would know what to do. Emilia? Are you there? Madeline projected out. Always sweetie, what’s up? Madeline h...
The postman dropped the package through my letter box on a Wednesday morning. It had arrived just as Samantha had said it would when we last exchanged emails the day before. I picked it up, checked that the postmark read Ealing Broadway, as Sam had said it would, then dashed upstairs with it. With trembling fingers I ripped open the plain brown packet and o...
Brenda is a hot Spanish lady, with breasts weighing about 2kg. each. She always wears short halter neck type dress so that her arms, armpits, back and shoulders are visible. A look at her ripe shoulders is bound to give a hard on to any male. When her hands are raised, the sight of generous amount of armpit hair is arousing for any male or female. The smell...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers I sat much closer to Natalie on the return taxi trip, than I had on the way in. The surprising thing was, she and I had done nothing together - we had only been in the same place, she, indulging a deep interest in lesbian sex with an island girl. And I, learning about Sapphic pleasures with another island girl - and in all...
My girlfriend Julie has been away for a week now. It still seems odd to me to talk about her as my 'girlfriend.' I've mentioned before that I have had lesbian experiences before, but this is the first real 'girlfriend' that I have had. I miss her. I missed her the first day she was away, and the second day, but now that it is day 7 I miss her painfully....
Ashley could hardly believe it. She was sitting backstage in the Greensboro Coliseum, her slim and waifish figure outlined by bright bulbs on the mirror. Perched on a stool, she was waiting for her hero -- Sigrid. "The Norse Ladykiller." "Barbarian Queen." "Lady Viking." "Huntress." No matter what name she'd wrestled under, Ashley had followed her career eve...
(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...
When I was 20 I stole a pair of my roommate's panties. We were both attending a non-residential college. She was a country girl, away from home for the first time, I was a naive kid from the suburbs trying to survive on a modest scholarship and make a break from my mother's firm hand. We met through an ad on a bulletin board: "Girls wanted to share house"....
The deafening roar of water. It swallowed her every sense, filled her ears to bursting. Cora didn't know if the surface was above or below her, but she knew she had to swim, it was her only chance. The Grand Dame clipper ship had made it safely from England, 'round the tumultuous Horn and onward into the vast Pacific Ocean to bring Cora to meet her betrothe...
I took my hand off my hot pussy and turned sideways facing Chris and closed my eyes. I felt Chris turn and his hot breath blow towards my lips, thinking he was going to sleep. I could smell sweat and a tint of earl grey tea blowing in his breath. "Can I ask you a favour?" Chris asked. "What?" I replied thinking I only wanted to sleep now and not talk. "W...