(continuation of parts 1, 2 & 3) "So what's your story, Brenda?" asked Linda, who by now has her own finger inside her panties, rubbing her steamy pussy. "I haven't had an experience being with another woman, so I got no story to tell." said Brenda. "Well after tonight, you'll have more than enough stories to tell." countered Karen, as she stood up and wa...
It was approaching one in the morning and Jamie's slumber party was starting to wind down. Her parents had gone to bed hours ago and her four friends were starting to unroll their sleeping bags. Jamie turned out the lights and took her place on the couch. Just as Jamie began to close her eyes Melissa spoke up, "Have any of you ever..." Her voice trailed of...
My parents split up in my first year of junior college, when I was just out of high school. My dad left and I didn't get along with my mom - both of us were pretty emotional at the time - so my aunt Rosalyn offered to take me in until things settled down. A few months after I moved in, my cousin Nicole's best friend Sherie moved in too. My cousin Nicole was...
When I write my stories, I am concerned with one an only one thing - trying to create a mood of tenderness and longing. Sometimes I probably over do it. And I end up getting into such heightened state, I get really worked-up - and I write most of the really "haunted" love stuff when I am right on the edge. When I re-read my stories, I can tell that parts we...
The bus was just creeping along, it was snowing like crazy and the roads were super slippery. Tess and I were sitting alone, way in the back of the bus, trying to stay warm. There was a heater vent back there, but it didn't help much. All the boys on the trip were sitting a few rows ahead of us, and they were making a lot of noise. Tess looked me and whisp...
Well, hell, I was feeling horny. So what was new? I just had to get out of the apartment, so I decided to slip down a few doors and see Pamela, a good friend and fellow apartment dweller. We had found a common bond as we were both divorcees in our early thirties with no thoughts of rushing into another marriage. She loved to talk about sex, so did I! She was...
It's 1971 when it happens. I'm in my senior year at a very conservative protestant girls' school. I've been a boarder for almost six years. Long enough to feel right at home with the archaic conventions and strictures of this "Gordonstoun for girls". The system is that girls pair up and share dormitory bedrooms. In my third year I made friends with a girl c...
It was a Friday night and Erica had decided to work late tonight instead of coming in any during the weekend. Her reasoning for this was that her husband was out of town with his boss and the kids were gonna spend the weekend with some of their cousins. No since rushing home to an empty house and besides, Bryan would be back in tomorrow and she hoped they co...
I was sitting quietly in the principal's office, waiting for Ms. Victoria to come in after speaking with Ms. Horne, the school's science teacher. Beside me was Brianna. We never got along, mostly because Brianna was so obnoxious, and being placed as lab partners only fanned the flames. Brianna had just moved here from Detroit. I don't know much about her,...
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...