Conclusion It's been a little over four weeks since my step sister seduced me into lesbian sex. While I was at first turned off at the idea of making love to another woman, and in particular with my own sister, I gradually gave into her advances. My parents had hoped time with me would pull her back away from an affair she had at school with an African Amer...
Author's Note: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human...
Author's Note: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human...
Ronnie got out of her rideshare and thanked the driver. She had already given him the tip from the back seat after he had helped her with her luggage. She grabbed all of her bags and walked up the steps to the duplex. She got a good sight of the fancy car in the driveway. "My girl has got it all," Ronnie sighed with pure admiration. She got to the top of t...
I woke up feeling Jan's arms wrapped around me. I couldn't believe what we had done, what I allowed her to do to me. Part of me had wanted it, needed it in fact. I hadn't seen my boyfriend all summer long and my boss had been there to fill that void. That plus the fact that Jan had this primal sexuality about her that got the best of me. But now I had come b...
(This story continues the adventures of Sally and her friends. It's the third in my "Days of The Week" series. They all stand pretty independent of each other, so its not a requirement you read the others. Obviously I wouldn't mind it though.) "Where the hell is that girl?" muttered MaryAnn to herself, her hands busy pulling the nylon stockings tight and kn...
The following story is based on actual events in my life. Everyone is 18 years old or older. Please send comments as I want to become a better author. ***** Like many who post stories on here, I knew I was different, long before I knew why. When the other girls started to go boy crazy, I felt as if I missed the class that day about romance with the opposi...
It's morning and I'm half way between awake and asleep. The sheets are soft and warm and I'm feeling nice and cosy. I'm slowly drifting from pleasant dreams back into the real world. The night before is coming back to me in a swirl of pleasant emotions rather than facts and details. ... Julie ... ... ooh, she's so cute ... ... we're kissing ... ... h...
She steps into the room, taking your breath away. She is wearing a simple, nice pair of jeans and a snug white sweater. From your table in the corner the cold sends a chill up your spine. Or at least, that's what you tell yourself. She gives you a shy smile and sits down across from you. "Hey you..." she says, with far more confidence than she actually has....
It all start when I was young the begin of my sexual awakening when I discovered what my pussy was for! It starts small just felt nice to touch. As I got older, I became more experience at producing pillow-biting orgasms. I never had much luck with boys I could never seem to connect with them and I couldn't bring myself off thinking about man it had to be wo...