This is a continuation of Whom You Least Expect, I strongly suggest you read that story first then read this one (it's edited in American English finally). This is one of the hardest things I had ever done; trying to give a second part to what I believed was a finished story. All around I tried to maintain the same light mood from the original, and keep the...
Heather had just gotten home from work and decided to take a shower and a quick nap. It would be hours before her husband Tony got home. So she got undressed, grabbed her robe, and headed for the bathroom. The warm water felt so nice as it cascaded down her back, causing suds at the bottom of the shower from the shampoo in her hair. She finished her shower a...
The movers strain and sweat in spite of the cool Autumn air. Watching from the property fence, with pink shorts and tie-shirt in the front, I am amused at their frequent glances at my body. A voice behind me, sensual, says, “Dear, you have an attentive audience!” Perhaps she had felt my own gaze earlier on her ass as she was weeding her lovely garden. There’...
It is a very cold night, full of falling snow, when Sandra hears a knock at the door. She takes a sip of her wine before sitting the glass down on the table next to the couch. She stands fixing her teddy before heading to the door. When she opens it, there is Rebecca standing in the doorway. Rebecca kisses her on the lips, lingering a bit before pulling away...
This is initially a stroke story although the sex is exclusively girl sex. Romance between a man and a woman? Of a sort...sure. There is a lot more...a plan...a plot...executed perfectly. "Your birthday is coming up. You certainly don't need anything; you have all the toys a man could possibly desire." "Including you?" "Especially me. And you've had me i...
"Bro, did you check out those hot lesbos who moved in downstairs?!?" Okay, yeah, I did say this out loud to my brother but it's not as bad as it sounds. My brother lives with me in an apartment in San Francisco and he's gay and also the coolest guy I know. Mark and I were super liberal but in private we liked to be irreverent and politically incorrect, bel...
No sooner had Sharon gone into the bedroom when the door bell rang, Cindy didn't waste any time getting over to the house. I know that Cindy liked Sharon because one day, as I was cutting the front lawn, Cindy walked by and we started talking, as friendly neighbors do. After a couple of minutes of getting caught up with the neighborhood gossip, Cindy asked...
Thank you to Jennifer M. for you decidedly wicked thoughts. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characte...
Note: The only instance of hetero sex in this story happens in this chapter, hence why it's in the "Lesbian Sex" category. -- My apartment's never been that bad. I have enough space. I have a nice view of the town from my balcony and the barking dogs only wake me up at night sometimes. If I had to change something... "Oh fuck! Agh, you're so fucking hot,...
"You're really going to love this, Donna!" "So you've been saying for the past ten minutes," the older woman replied, beginning to get impatient. "When are you going to come out of there and let me see?" "Just one more minute!" Beautiful young college girl Brooke Thorne had arrived at the home of her older lover, Donna Travers, shortly after four o'clock...