Hi I am Suzie; I have just turned nineteen, and am taking my first holiday on my own. I am travelling Europe by train and having the time of my life, an adventure in so many different ways. I would like to share with you one such adventure an encounter on a train travelling though Germany one a hot summer's night. I had the carriage to my self, and given...
Author's note: Thank you for all the feedback on the story so far. Chapters 4 and 5 are planned out, but I'm not sure where I'm going to take it from there. Suggestions as to how you would like things to develop are welcome. ***** The station tannoy crackled into life, a live voice for a change rather than the usual pre-recorded message, "Passengers on pl...
If there was one thing that Emma hated, it was doing these late night shifts. They was never anyone on the train at 11pm, especially on this route, but she had been pressured into it by her best friend. She needed the money though, so she didn't have much of a choice. She stepped on to the train, opening the door to the back cabin and dropping her bag to the...
I've always enjoyed sex. I've never been shy about my body. And I can be quite adventurous sexually. I fall short of being a total slut, but not nearly a "good" girl either. But I had never had an interest in being with another woman until recently. I am almost 27, single and attractive. Not drop dead gorgeous or anything like that, but I have a natural gi...
Looking out from the train carriage window the incessant drizzle spattering against the glass as the field's race by. Excited by at last meeting the person who inspired pen to paper and assisted and nurture a fledgling virgin writer. Apprehensive about the meeting now. It seemed when first suggested such a good idea. Butterflies jumping like spring lambs in...
On Sunday Miss White got a call from Dean Wilkins, asking her to meet again on Monday. Somewhat hesitantly, Miss White agreed, still uncomfortable with the whole situation but mindful of the leverage that the Dean had over her. Fortunately Kristin and Jenny seemed none the worse for wear after their encounter — though both of their asses were still sore, nei...
It seemed strange that the railway carriage should be empty at that time of the day. Usually, the train was full of girls from Sanderson School, their boisterous antics disturbing the homeward journeys of other passengers. Today, however, was different, for the whole train appeared to be deserted, except for a few faces here and there, staring blankly out of...
At last, the lock-down was over and normality was returning to some degree. Travelling and contact between people were now acceptable. I was going to use that to do something I had never contemplated before, oh fantasised about but I never expected that I would be in a position to carry it out. I was on my way to Cambridge to meet a young girl, nothing unus...
Saturday I'm a young lesbian just turned eighteen-years-old and I for the last couple of years all of my erotic fantasies have been about being sexually dominated by an old woman. I have masturbated wildly imagining how I was seduced into total servitude and complete obedience by a strict Mistress old enough to be my grandmother. I have watched lovely elder...
We are sitting in a conference room and I am bored. She is sitting in the room, she is beautiful and also seems bored. We furtively glance at each other, and then look away; we glance again then look away. She is blond and I am brunet, she has blue eyes and mine are brown, she has a dimple on her left cheek and I have a scar above my right eye. We stare at...