I don't think I can resist much longer. As I let her into my house, I watch my best friend, Brianna, with barely concealed lust. Her bright blue eyes and long brown hair entice me powerfully. I really, really want to kiss her. I want to see her round breasts, touch them, lick them, and do whatever I can to them. I'm not even sure what I would do with her bod...
Author's Note: This is a collaborative piece between Brittni4U and Skye_sub. Although published under my name it started as private emails shared between us to amuse only us. We liked the concept so much we decided to make it a real story. We hope you enjoy it as much we do. ***** Serenity is a rare frame of mind, but we had found it in that moment, glidi...
Another short story in english and again asking not to blame my bad wording and spelling to much. There she was now. Tied to the bed of this woman almost 20 years older. Arms and legs spread wide. Her pussy open for Chris to see. And Chris obviously enjoyed it to watch her. She was sitting on the bedside, letting her soft hand glide slowly and tenderly alon...
Note: This is pure sex, there is no plot or dialogue. If this is not your thing, don't continue reading. ___ Panting blue-eyed beauty rests her head on a snow white pillow, stifling the cries that seek to escape through her moist parted lips. Below her on the bed, between her spread legs, her lover struggles to undermine her will, manipulating her body wit...
Author's Note: The Village Sluts is a story focused around two women who continue to grow their bond and fall in love as they experiment with their shared fetishes. This story, therefore, contains strong scat and pee play. This includes smearing, tasting, eating, soiling, etc. If you do not share these fetishes, please stop reading. If you do continue to r...
It was my first time attending Maison De Poupée Mécanique. Though I could hardly remember or pronounce it when I first read that mouthful on the posters. A gentleman had been so gracious as to translate it to "Mechanical Dollhouse" for bumpkins such as myself. I was at the back of the audience, standing with a friend who'd invited me along to the cabaret....
I was decent at basketball. I could make lay-ups all day, but I enjoyed the display of power that comes from playing volleyball. I liked being the big girl in the middle. I was a middle blocker. In high school, I was told that I could play for a Division II school. I was not recruited though, and ended up playing at a community college. I guess that I was po...
"It is agreed then we will begin taking the best of our young girls and training them as breeding stock. Their virginity will be guarded during training and at the age of 18 they will be auctioned off to the highest bidder." *** They were usually taken young and moved to the camps. Not everyone had the same vision of a perfect woman so they took from a cro...
Copyright 2017, 2020 Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters in this work were 18 years of age or older, at the time of any sexual activity. Chapter 1 I was feeling a little out of sorts, my time of the month leaving me uncomfortable and a lit...
I saw her again at the gym. The girl with the perfectly toned body that still had plenty to lust over. Of course, she wore those short shorts again. The ones that clung to her body as she worked up a sweat. I could hardly take my eyes off her. I tried to discreetly follow her around so I could keep watching. I was never sure if she noticed, until today. She...