My name is Janet. I'm 20 and go to the local college. I live at home with my mother, stepfather Mark, and sometimes my 15 yr old step sister Cindy. I am 5'8" and 135lbs. I have a cute figure. Cindy had called and asked me to drop a school book, she'd left, off at her mom's house for her. Cindy's a good kid and I didn't mind at all. I was at work and was g...
Some relationships start with what I call the slow burn. Like the one I had with a girl from work. We'd known each other and liked each other for a long time but it wasn't until we were travelling together that anything happened. I'd never been sure if she was gay or what; I only knew she was single and never talked about anyone special in her life. She was...
Sybil kissed her way over to Kit's neck, slowly making her way down to her breasts, stopping and paying attention to each one. Licking and sucking her nipples while rubbing her hands all over Kit's backside. Meanwhile, Kit was running her fingers through Sybil's hair, caressing her head gently as she became more and more aroused. Sybil nibbled her way down...
I'd spent a lot of time fantasizing about Kerri. The way her soft lips curved into an inviting smile. The sparkle in her eye that suggested she was hiding something. Kerri didn't dress particularly provocatively, but my imagination took care of that. It's a wonder I still had a job, with the amount of time I spent staring at her and daydreaming instead of wo...
I came to the band room promptly after school, instrument in hand. All of my band friends were there, along with Amanda and Frances. Frances was gorgeous. She was about 5'5" with curly hair that went every which way, a nice smile, and mocha skin that was common among Puerto Ricans. She was a violist with a bit of a temper. Amanda was, about the same height a...
The alarm went off at seven-fifteen and Lisa finally reached over and turned it off. She was frustrated by the alarm because she was in the middle of a very erotic dream. Her hand drifted lazily down between her legs to find that the crotch of her sleep shorts was damp from her erotic dream. She reached over lazily to her husband, but he was not there. It wa...
It isn't hard to picture me doing it. Taking her I mean. And I bet I'd excite the shit out of her too. I don't even think I'd ask permission. Nah. I'd just walk up to her one day, like when she's doing the dishes or preparing for a party, or fixing something. I can see it as clear as a crisp blue winter's sky.... She has her back turned to me and...
My name is Chiku; I am a beautiful black girl from Africa, Nigeria to be precise. When I was 19 years old, my family moved to England. This was a massive change in culture for a young, attractive African girl. Although educated and very well-versed in English, I had always revered English girls. My ancestors had told me stories of colonial life during the...
"So the moving coordinator was at the office today." Diane mentioned as she causally stirred her drink. I looked up from the paper I was reading and studied my wife. I could tell she had something she wanted to discuss with me. "Oh yeah?" I waited for Diane to continue. "Yeah. It was a woman; her name was Beverly, and she was there to give me quote on movi...
Monica lay on the cool bedspread gazing through the thin veil of white that draped from the top of the four-post bed to the worn-out hardwood floor, noticeably tread upon by a long line of renters and tourists. Pelorus Sound lurked in the distance, providing added peacefulness to the moment. Nestled among the forested hills of New Zealand, bulging from the w...