I saw her in the valet parking area of one of the big new Vegas hotels. It was like a scene out of a movie--this whole crowd of Southern gals, dressed to the nines with billowy dresses and high heels and big floppy hats, saying goodbye to a toothy blonde bride in white lace. I wasn't looking at the bride, though, but at one of the bridesmaids. She was a gian...
CHAPTER TWO: Lucky at Cards The limousine pulled up in front of the Luxor, and Julie got out to hold the door for me. I emerged from the car and instantly felt the eyes of all the surrounding women upon me. It was almost as if I could feel their desire, see myself through their eyes. I could particularly feel the presence of the pretty chauffeur next to me,...
Continuation of "My GF; Fucking & How We Met" and not recommended as a standalone work. If you do just want to read some sex scenes (or like to "prepare" for them ;), they're bookended with ~~~. Fictional story containing graphic lesbian sex. I run back upstairs and put on some clothes. I'm now wearing my matching "I don't want to be no furry-footed bur...
3. Next morning found Tamara standing in front of Mr Fria's door. She had never spoken to the man before, but he seemed like an approachable, friendly man. She remembered Ms Argent's words from the previous day. The director was in her hands, she could ruin her reputation. All she needed to do was to knock on the door go in and tell Mr Fria what had happe...
Angela had always known that she loved women more then men. Even at a young age, she would sneak her father's Playboy magazines into her room and rub her pussy looking at the sexy centerfolds. So, it came as no surprise, that in her senior year of high school, Angela fell hard for a girl in her History class. Her name was Camille, and she was the sexiest gir...
Sitting all alone in my room, I knew I had hit rock bottom. I had just gone through one of the most horrific relationships I’d ever had. At least it was over and I was better off for it. Our sex life wasn’t the best but at least there was some sex in my life. Not the type of sex I desired or really needed, but you know even bad sex is good sex. I knew I wasn...
Author's Note This is not a particularly sex-filled story, so if you're looking for wham bam, thank you ma'am, this ain't it. All I can promise is an ending that will make you smile, and maybe a few laughs along the way. Wax Philosophic * Sympathy for the Devil I stood there gawking at the leggy brunette, in her skin tight, electric blue satin dres...
What a year it had been! The passion between Juliet and I had continued, including getting walked in on and outed by her roommates. However, with the end of the school year fast approaching and graduation for myself, I wondered where our relationship was headed. It was Oratorio, the final concert of the year. It's a concert performed by all the choirs as on...
The phone rang Saturday about 1:00 PM. Christy was on the phone. I had spent the previous night at her apartment celebrating New Year’s Eve. Christy asked me what I was doing. I told her that I had just got out of the shower and I was on my way out the door with my boyfriend Dave to eat. She asked me if I was going to spend the day with Dave. I told her no t...
Emily checked her reflection in the mirror after she finished drying her hands. Her makeup needed touching up and she took out her lipstick. It was five minutes past five and the ladies toilet was half full. Three women stood in front of the mirror doing much the same as her, putting on lipstick, applying more rouge or just brushing their hair. She ran a bru...