It was Sunday morning, the day after Melanie had faced down Ms. Wilson and I was in bed with her. I was naked and she had on a nightgown, something she must have put on after I had fallen asleep last night. I went to move and groaned as the pains from Melanie beating me came to life. Melanie was awake instantly. "Sabine, are you all right, darling?" "Yes,...
There comes a time in every woman's life when she has to stop and say to herself, "Where am I now? Where am I going? How did I get here?" And then there are times that those are pretty darn dumb questions. Where am I now? I'm bent over the leading edge of a table. My hands are tied together and the nylon stocking used for that is looped over something on the...
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...
Continuation of "My GF; Fucking & How We Met" and not recommended as a standalone work. Fictional story containing graphic lesbian sex. Sex sections are bookended with "~~~" again. Quick recap: Leading slutty pierced chick in purple cheetah skirt from Nic's girl bar in Seattle to my car after receiving oral to clear my head of the lovely blonde girl I hel...
Diane had little doubt when she released Celeste from her care that she would see those beautiful blue eyes again soon. She had become very proficient at reading people thanks in large part to things Kayla had taught her in the months they had been together. Body cues, facial tics, the way a person's eyes shifted or dilated under certain conditions, even the...
Under normal conditions, Mandy could weather any storm. Under normal conditions, Mandy could always find something to occupy her time. This was not a normal condition. The freak Winter storm hit hard, dropping nearly three feet of snow on Blacksburg, Virginia. The city got exactly twenty-four hours of peace before another storm hit. Unlike the first storm,...
Why can't I see? That was my first thought, waking up on Sunday morning. My second, and much more concerning, thought was, "Why can't I move?" I could feel something wrapped tightly around my wrists and ankles, pulling them taut away from my body. I was face down on what felt like a bed, which I guessed was mine, but I couldn't be sure. Saturday night I'...
It is 10:00 a.m. When she gets to my place. She shuts the door, locks it, and well, we attack each other. Oh god her kisses are so sweet....caressing the soft smooth flesh against mine, nipples hardening, hot breath wisping across my breast. She pushes me back into the bedroom and across the bed. She grabs the lotion and starts massaging my legs, going up an...
This is a continuation of the story of Natalie and her stepmother Jane, who visited us this summer in St. Martin. My sexual encounters with both these women were recounted in the previous chapters. Feedback and votes are always appreciated. Sonia * * * * * From: "nataliebare" To: sonia_de_beaumanoir@___.com Subject: We are home Date: July 1, 2002 Hi S...
"Such a good girl, aren't you?" Her voice was as smooth as honey, slim fingertip skimming up the upper thigh of the woman bound to the bed beside her, coming away slick thanks to the juices flowing from her cunt, a whine slipping from her lips when fingers tickled at the sensitive clit exposed to her, legs tensing and pulling at the robes that had her spre...