As it's festival season I can't help but be jealous of all the people off having fun right now. I used to go to Download festival, I was lucky though and the times when I went it was lovely weather, not like the monsoon it seems to usually be nowadays. Festivals are brilliant for my unwashed fetish, as it's days on end of no washing, getting hot and sweaty i...
(A sequel to It's About Time) My life changed after that first night with Jenny. I still did not consider myself gay but in the space of 24 hours I had taken a big step off the fence and that felt great. Jenny and I now spent most nights together and she taught me how to give and receive pleasure in ways that I had never considered before. Her tongue was in...
"So, how did you end up here?" I looked at Rebekka who was sitting on the floor, still exhausted after our first encounter. Her large breasts were hanging down heavy on her chest as she was eating some peaches out of a can, slowly and deliberately sucking them between her luscious lips as she was pondering the question. "You mean, here in this here apartmen...
I am rubbing my tits, twisting and pinching, and thinking of you. Pulling my nipple rings, little fingers through them, thinking of you. I am plunging a finger in and out of my cunt, thinking of you. Now, two, then three. Unable to fist myself, but thinking of you, who can. Licking my sex-slick, closing my eyes, smelling my odours - created by thinking of...
It looked like it was going to be a sunny day, but Jane had always been a cautious girl. "I'd best take my umbrella, just in case." she thought as she prepared to leave her apartment. Moments later, umbrella in hand, she stroke confidently down the hallway to the elevator entrance. As always, the smell of boiled cabbage, garlic, spaghetti sauce and several...
Quinn had come to a decision. Hot, humid summers in New York were not good for long hair. After several years of monthly trims, and daily time consuming blow-dries, she wanted a new look to go with her new job. She was on a brief vacation before starting her new position as northeastern marketing director for "Dorothy", a lesbian oriented women's sports/fi...
She stirred as a multitude of warm, pulsating water jets swirled across her nude torso. Where was she, in the hot tub? The Jacuzzi? One of the stronger currents bubbled playfully against her labial lips, separating them with its force, caressing her clitoris. The stream moved inches away and Denise moved her hips, aiming for more direct contact. She floated...
Spilled a little cappuccino on my white skirt. The brown stain spreads like a sunspot, an areola. The waiter glances back at my discomfort with a contemptuous smirk. I smile back sharply, an unspoken fuck you. My nails tap impatiently at the green patio table. Don't know what I am waiting for. Fuck I just bought that skirt, dry clean only. I have a good...
My life fell into a kind of strange rhythm. In the morning, they lined us up. The cold water was always a shock, but at least it got us clean, at least it washed out all the filth left on us from the previous day. As they toweled us dry, the servants would gossip about the latest scandal; bets at the games, trysts in the castle, bastards born in the street....
My eyes were closed when I felt it, ever so lightly, through my thin camisole. My co-worker and honestly, probably now my best friend, Shirley, was behind me in the king bed we had shared on our first night at the trade show. A second time, I felt Shirley gently kiss my back between my shoulder blades, and felt my whole body shiver. I'm sure she felt me trem...