The sun streamed in Liz' window and she slowly opened her eyes. She had slept very well and was eager to start a new day. She threw back the covers and walked naked into the bathroom. She emptied herself and then made coffee. She slipped back beneath the covers and as she sipped her coffee she planned her next move. She had senses the frustration and disap...
Ann had known Kari for half-dozen years. They met when their daughters started attending the two-year-old Sunday School class. Now, six years later, Ann and Kari taught the Third Grade Girl’s Sunday School class together. Although Ann was ten years older than Kari, Ann and Kari had become good if not close friends over the years. The previous fall, when An...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers (All characters were at least 18 at the time of any sexual activity.) We all ate in silence, and then returned to the cabin. I was confused by events. Had Amy and the other girls been doing something while Kim and I were gone? How could Amy do that to me? The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. When we entered...
Hi, I'm Marquee, and do I have a fuckin story to tell. Okay so let me start this off by saying that, number 1; I came out as bi about 4 years ago, and number 2; I'm a total pillow princess and I LOVE being dominated and non-consent situations. So I was a counselor at a summer camp this past July, and I was just getting out of the showers when 2 other couns...
Many thanks once again to fluttertongue for editing my many errors. This story is a prequel, of sorts, to my previous story Getting Through to Paige. Feel free to read that as well if you feel the need. Both Hailey and Paige are of legal age. Any and all feedback is more than welcome. Enjoy. Before Ally there was Hailey. Before Hailey there was nothi...
Warning: This work of fiction contains scenes of women having sex together, without men. If this offends you, do not read it! People who complain to the authors here about the content of their stories are, IMNSHO, just like people who move next to the airport and then complain about the noise... Constructive criticism is always welcome, but closed-minded ran...
Bob lay on his back, snoring like a freight train once again. There was no worry of waking this loud log. As I stood up, his cum dripped down my thigh. If only he'd lick me clean like in all those delicious stories. In a spare bedroom as far away as possible, I found refuge, quiet, solace. Naked, I laid on the bedspread, a few pillows tucked behind me so I...
The air left my body like someone had poleaxed me. In one huge breath, my lungs emptied as I stared at Marcy. Her words bounced off of the walls of my fertile imagination in a very fast paced Wimbledon tennis game. Match, set, point. How closely this woman's thoughts and words mirrored my own once again astounded me. Of course, her wish was a far site diff...
Story is purely from my imagination and is not based on any known person. === Sometimes I wonder how I'll ever be able to do it. Sitting here in my junior year of microbiology, Jenny and I are always competing for the best grades. We are always neck and neck, but this semester Jenny is pulling ahead. Don't get me wrong, I always get good grades, but, this...
This is a story of heartbreak and love. Thank you Robert for your helpful comments. 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...