I notice her as soon as she enters the room, but then who wouldn't? She's a hot little number, about 5'4", I'd say, early thirties, all pink and blonde. Her hair falls in soft waves just below her chin and she's wearing the classic black dress that always looks so good on a someone like her. It's cut low to show off her creamy white boobs, and the whole pack...
If anyone had asked me about my sexual orientation before I met Carly I would have answered 'straight' without a moment's hesitation, but after our encounter in the park I had to admit to being more than a little bisexual. I've wondered since why I had never recognised that aspect of myself before, because it must always have been there - and presumably Carl...
This is a story of pure fiction. This story is copyrighted and all rights reserved by the author. I hope you enjoy, and please vote. * Karen awoke the next morning to sunlight streaming through her window. As consciousness crept into her mind, she struggled to orient herself. After several seconds of wondering, she remembered where she was, and the events...
On the last night of our trip to Jackson Hole, we'd headed out for dinner and some shopping in town. I ended up buying a new bikini, but little else. Tori, my girlfriend, bought a pair of hot leather pants from Hide Out. When we were done, we returned to our hotel room, took all of our stuff out of our suitcases and repacked everything for my trip home on Sa...
Was it the incomprehensible accent or her really big boobs? Kelly meets a curious woman who asks pointed questions. There are other stories about Kelly, but each one can be read independently. Please read those too if you enjoy this one. I have started writing a couple of others and will post them, should readers continue to like reading about her experienc...
( I write because it gives me pleasure. My initial writings drew greatly from my own experiences. But as I progressed, I learnt not to fetter my imagination, but to give it wings, to take it to places you have only dreamt of. That's why I have experimented with different perspectives, preferring not to use names, so that the readers can easily put themselves...
IN HER COUSIN'S FOOTSTEPS- Part Seven They began the journey home under beautiful clear skies with the top down and hair blowing in the warm breeze. The weekend began with so many questions, most of which were answered. Neither girl had ever felt so free, so liberated, so self-aware - but they both knew that there would inevitably be moral and familial c...
Tara's breathing quickened as she moved into the hall. She was keenly aware of Fay watching her from behind, or more likely just watching her behind. Leading the way, she reached the stairs and mounted them briskly. Fay followed at a respectful distance, like a child obeying orders. She still seemed to be in a trance. Tara strode into her room. The sun had...
Author's note: This is the first part of a five part novella. Each chapter will be devoted to a different category of erotica: i.e. lesbian, group, interracial, BDSM, exhibitionism/voyeur (in that order). Although the five parts constitute a complete story I have tried to write each chapter so it could be enjoyed stand-alone as well (although I prefer you re...
continued... Day 17... Marni had driven us into 'Sin City' and I drove us out, lattes in hand and 'sins' left in our wake. We were a little less than a thousand miles from home and we chose to take three days to do it, picking Reno and Eugene as our overnight stops. "Reno is programmed into the nav-sys," Marni confirmed when we pulled away from the Starb...