A friend of mine remembers a plain, nerdy girl from college. Well, she grew up and blossomed into a hot 'n' horny babe. Now she's making up for lost time, and has written him about it. Please vote and send constructive feedback. * * * * * * Dear Tom: I can't begin to tell you how excited I was that you answered my e-mail. I found you through one of those...
Marci quizzes, 'Stilettos or pumps'. A black running shoe dangles from two fingers. She had always preferred stilettos because of the way they highlighted the shape of her legs. Even the shorter heel of a pump had been nice, and not hurt her feet as much. Since the amputation, just about anything without heels felt better and offered more stability on one le...
Joan wears a white sleeveless tee shirt and faded jeans, her blue hair cropped short and her chest flat. From a distance, she gives the first impression of being a guy. The right arm is gone, less than a third of the upper arm remains. She walks with a swagger, nothing bothering her. "Hey, babe," Roger calls, seeing her walking across the parking lot to her...
"Amputation IS sex, the stump is just the afterglow," Julie told her roommate and dear friend of nearly a year. She sat next to Sara, the left leg over the right, swinging idly back and forth without a foot. Sara was honest with herself. She enjoyed neither hand and a touch of her forearm on tender parts thrilled her greatly. She knew the right hand would b...
Some people seem to have such 'normal' lives, no big secrets, no dark desires. I often wish I were such a person. I consider my 'uniqueness' to have started in grade school, but maybe it happened long before that. I'll never know. Miss Collins was the kind of woman people talked about - an older single woman. A word often used was 'spinster'. She was also m...
Reading chapter one first will help you understand what is going on in this chapter. Strong sexual material. Ann came to the waiting room and told me about the conversation she had with Dr. Pat. She was not able to come out to talk now as she had another patient. After we got in my van she suggested we go out to dinner tonight and celebrate. I said great, g...
A snowstorm suddenly begins dumping another few inches an hour on the ground late Wednesday afternoon in near whiteout conditions. The crowd in the bar is huge. She sits on the stool on the other side of a large man. I don't think he is with her. I hope not. What I can see, she is a knock out - great face, not much makeup, and curly reddish brown hair down t...
Reading the earlier chapters will get you up to date on what is going on. Strong sexual content. It was Saturday morning and when Pat awoke she found she was alone in bed. She heard loud laughter in the kitchen and remembered that Jack and April were leaving this morning. She managed to get her newly partially paralyzed body into her wheelchair and into the...
Martin nibbled between where his wife's thighs used to be, now just short soft stumps. She begged him to go slower. "We have all weekend," she cooed and thrust the dark brown skin around and over his face. "Eat mama's pink pussy." To him, those were musical words, almost as sweet to his ears as, "Kiss my stumps darlin'." No matter how much she wanted him to...
Reading chapter one will help understanding of this chapter. Strong sexual content. ***** As my fingers worked in and out of Ginger's vagina, she arched her back as I hit her G-spot. The extra pressure of the tampon added to her pleasure. She started her cum and it lasted for some time and she finally pushed my hand away saying she was getting too sensitiv...