Tashkent, Uzbekistan- Yara arrived in the grim ex-Soviet Central Asian republic, at a time when she was still exploring her sexuality, and Uzbekistan did not look like a great place to explore it. She had spent three months in Israel, where she had lost her virginity and in total had sex with 8 Israeli guys, 4 Israeli girls, 9 Palestinian guys and 3 Palestin...
The cool breeze gently blowing across her nipples made them stand up very hard. Or maybe it was partly due to the excitement. She wasn't sure why it excited her so much. Maybe because it was a little bit naughty. Jennifer couldn't remember ever having been outside completely naked before. Maybe she had done it as a baby, but certainly never since then. And s...
It was not a nice Saturday. Outside cold rain spilled from an angry sky while a mournful wind howled a dirge to the beat of the water on the roof. Matthew, Cheryl's beau, was away on an army exercise in Queensland leaving her with nothing more than her vibrating dildo for sexual relief. Twenty-two years old and a grass widow, she thought as she lay back on h...
Debbie Kendall had adjusted a bit to her situation as Jane Mensch's sex slave, and it was oddly the lesbian factor that was easier on her than the others. Taking a strap-on dildo regularly up her ass was far more difficult, given that she was an anal virgin before being sent there, and had no intentions of ever changing that. Being dominated was galling to...
Mary Morgan sat near the front of the congregation contemplating the choir to her right – or, more particularly, one single member of the choir – her daughter-in-law, Chelsea. Chelsea had been married to Mary's step-son, David Collins, for three years and for all of that time Mary had been fantasising about getting the beautiful young woman naked and into be...
Before you arrive, I set the stage. Red and white candles all over the room of various sizes, Sandalwood and Rose incense, Enigma in the CD player. The bed has black satin sheets on it, covered in red and white rose petals. There are lengths of black cord draped over each side of the headboard. I am dressed in a black satin merry widow, complete with garters...
I hear the crack of sound before my nerves even register I've been slapped. I cast my eyes downward, unable to face my former friend." Do you hear me?" She demands," You let him die." Tears fall onto my shirt; I don't deserve the dignity of hiding my pain. Silence rings in my head as my partner's widow stands angrily before me. I know that we have interrupt...
Ellena stretched and stood up from the kitchen table. She smiled, thinking coyly of her new neighbor, Mason. It had felt so good to have someone touch her, she thought. And to know he didn't care that she carried another man's child inside her. Her status as a widow didn't bother the young, dark man at all. And he had worshipped her body yesterday like she...
A short description of myself and my mom before I continue my story. My name is Nisha and I am from Sri Lanka, a beautiful country with even more beautiful beaches and sexy women. I am 18 and most people describe me as a tom boy. This is mainly because my hair is cut short and I don't have big breasts compared to my mom. She has a gorgeous pair of 34d's tha...
I'm Renee Dion, registered nurse. I've always loved that. It sounds so important. I've been working for years—forever it seems. I long since gave up on my hospital job in favor of fee-for-service work, where I can call my own spots and make my own hours. I do okay—financially, that is—and my husband Ricky makes a good salary as a factory foreman. So, you...