About two months ago my husband went out of town on business, for the weekend. I hate staying home by myself so I called one of my friend Lindsey to see if during the time that he was gone she would be able to stay over. Lindsey said that it wouldn't be a problem, her roommates were driving her nuts and she needed to take a break for a couple of days. Lind...
Lina sprayed some of the itchy liquid onto Riya's pussy and also on Lisha's pussy. Almost instantaneously the itching commenced. It was a sweet torment. Sometime later it seemed to stop but would return with renewed force or so it seemed, to the two rope-bound girls. The afternoon turned into evening and the corners of the room turned into darkness. Lina ha...
Separated by some 3,000 miles, I wrote several stories for my girlfriend, hoping to keep us in touch and sexually connected. This and other stories are fiction based on her fantasies and written with her as the first person. I tried using details to evoke visions of what the characters would see, hear, feel, smell and taste—something I believe is missing fro...
I had an idea that I am a bisexual since a fairly young age. In high school, I remember sneaking glances of the beautiful women in my father's Playboy magazines. I felt that what I was doing was wrong somehow—even though I could not explain the guilt—but I couldn't help myself. Blonde women were especially attractive to me. As a late teen, I was...
She was standing around at the party. Her name was Claire, she had long brown hair and brown eyes and she was fairly tall. She had very large and beautiful breasts. She had just picked up a fresh drink and she was desperately trying to avoid the guy who had been talking to her all night. She found him extremely annoying. She scanned the crowd for an attracti...
It was our first week in college, and the life of a college student was extremely different for two small town girls. Although we were complete opposites, we were instantly friends in middle school. Now, the relationship bloomed into a mature and very close one. I grew up in a strict home, but rebelled in high school, becoming very experimental with sex and...
Without hesitation I booked a ticket and took the first flight for Paris. My friend Debbie wanted to see me desperately. She didn't give any reason but she did tell me that she had been missing me terribly. We had been chatting in nifty girl's room for some time when suddenly she begged me to pay her a visit. She sounded very sad and I thought she must have...
"What's the Acromion process?" Miranda asked me. She looked sexy with her dark rimmed glasses on, and her light brown hair piled up on top of her head so that it stuck out from the sides of her face. She looked over her study books with a puzzled look. I could see down her pink blouse at her cleavage. I pulled my polo shirt collar down off my shoulder a lit...
As the hot Nevada summer progressed and as thirty-seven-year-old Julia Manis weakened steadily, she began to become really afraid; afraid of how far into danger her fanatical hunger might take her. With increasing anxiety, she watched as her emotional state fought madly against an overwhelming tide of foreboding whenever she found herself at home late in the...
A new sex toy called floppy feet. It wasn't all that unusual for Dallas to have heavy rain in October. The thunderstorms boomed. Rain beat on the roof and churned the water in both Liz's and Sue's pool. It was even cool. By noon, it was usually in the upper seventies and today, because of the rain, it wouldn't get to fifty-five. And then, when the rain stop...