It was early spring, as two girls were getting bored in their classroom, caused by some old fool who thought he could interest a whole bunch of 18/19-year-olds, ranting on about Latin poets. Unlike Catherine, who was able to just put her head on her desk and take a nap, Jasmine couldn't sleep for a few minutes, since she sat on the front row. Besides, she wo...
My good friend, Rod suggested that I should sit down and write my life stories. He says that they are very erotic and that others would enjoy reading them. I love to read other peoples erotic stories so I readily agreed to write them. First a little about myself and my early life. My name is Jane and I was born in a little country town in Queensland, Aust...
Laurie and Jennifer each carried a bag from Jennifer's dorm room down to Laurie's silver Mustang convertible. It was a warm day for November, so Laurie had driven down from Arlington with the top down. As Jennifer tossed her laundry bag into Laurie's back seat and Laurie followed by laying Jennifer's suitcase next to it, Laurie said, "Your roommate seemed le...
Back to what I am, a lipstick Part 4 With Richard spending more and more time at his lawyer's firm in London, entertaining clients at top restaurants and clubs and travelling to the firm's offices and clients all over the fucking world, I had so much time on my hands. I started playing tennis more frequently, began a course of golf lessons and joined...
Before reading this chapter, that covers a ten year period of my life, it's strongly recommended that you read "And Hubby Watched," "Single Again" and "Those Fucking Years," as well as the previous chapters of this series. They will add important information to my bi activities and give more of an insight into the breakdown of my marriage. There's a ver...
The young waiter smiled and felt his pants tighten and his bulge tingle as the two women emerged from the tennis courts to sit at one of his tables of the hotel's outdoor bar slash café. Nice, he thought. I'd love to give either one of them a fuck before I go home tonight. Maybe both. One was in her forties, maybe a well-kept fifty, with a few streaks of g...
"That was a good game, too bad you LOST," I brag to my boyfriend Brad. "Yeah, yeah, yeah I let you win...as I often have to do just to keep you happy and to keep the peace," he replies obviously peeved at the fact that his innocent little Debutante girlfriend had just kicked his ass in a game of co-ed singles tennis. "Do you want to meet me in about an ho...
"Hi there. I saw you watching me today." She came out of nowhere but my body immediately reacted, a sharp intake of breath as I struggled to regulate the storm brewing inside me. "Breathe little one" her seductive voice whispered as her lips slightly brushed against my earlobe, those beautiful, soft, luscious lips were now teasingly nibbling and licking, eve...
Jesus H. Christ, Jennifer thought as she forcefully stretched her stride to a near sprint, her feet barely touching the pavement as she ran. She turned the corner onto Beaumont Street, and the two female dorms came into view, so she knew she only had about four hundred yards left. All the guys called Beaumont by the nickname P. A. because of those two dorms,...
All characters are over 18. A few famous Tennis Pros are mentioned, but the main characters are all completely fictional. Several actual locations in the Orlando area are mentioned, however Carrie's workplace and tennis club are fictional. ***** "Out!" What?! My mouth opened to protest, but I snapped it shut before making a sound. My opponent was right....