I had been an airhostess for the last few years with Alitalia and was doing the transatlantic flight from Rome to New York. It was a long flight and Captain Viera was in command. The departure lounge was full and I was to take care of the passengers in the upper deck in the 747. Most of the passengers in first class were old and ready to sleep businessman ti...
After his first tryst with his friend's wife Joe had spent most of the week in a haze. Or was it a craze? Had he and Sandi just had one of 'those' moments? Were they letting off steam? Or was it something deeper? He felt so connected to her that he wanted to make every meeting, if there was ever to be another, memorable. He definitely wanted to, needed to...
I have received several letters from readers and some of them had asked me to write about “Miss Hairy Armpits 2003”. Instead I replied to them to send entries, which would meet the criteria, which include (i) hairiness and (ii) some sex involved. Here are the ten best entries. I have edited some portions of the story. It was the hottest day of the year and...
Thank you so much for the enthusiastic response to the first two chapters of Remembering Becky. Becky and David's date continues ..... * I stepped aside as Becky came back into my apartment with her overnight bag. The initial shock of Becky's suggestion about spending the night was wearing off and was being replaced by a whole spectrum of emotions. Exc...
My husband had left me and I hadn’t had sex in over sex months. I had met Matt in the supermarket and seeing his handsome frame rekindled memories of our tryst several years ago. I called him and asked him if he could come over for a swim and a drink thereafter. He said he would come and bring along his cousins Sam and Nina. I am a hirsute woman and I have...
This story is fiction! All characters are over the age of 18. Gensokyo is a land of possibilities and opportunities, even for a lowly mundane human such as yourself. At the very least, strange things can happen and fortunes can change. You are down on your luck, at your lowest, but things are really about to turn around. You find yourself in the local pawn s...
This is the first in a series featuring Cara, a middle aged librarian with a loathing of men and a particular fondness for young women, especially those who choose to keep their bodies natural. Such is her hatred of men that even though she is blessed with an enormous bosom she keeps her breasts strapped down and minimized so she doesn't have to endure the l...
Here I was, walking almost in the dark in Mrs Smith's quarters hallway, ready to enter Mrs. Smith's room for the very first time... When she had arrived to pick me up, I got into the car, kissed her discreetly and wanted to touch her . She told me to stop with a loving smile. - Pardon me, not right now. I'm asking you one thing; from now on and for a littl...
Chapter One: In the tub. It's no fun being disabled, I learned, even if the disability isn't permanent. The things you are used to doing for yourself quite easily become major chores requiring considerable effort. While the back surgery I just had endured would eventually make life a lot easier, for the forseeable future I was going to need a lot of assista...
Disclaimer: All persons having sex are over the age of eighteen. This story contains smell/odor fetish, facesitting, female body hair, lactation, interracial sex, age fetish, gentle female dominance, watersports, excessive female cum, sleeping between the legs of smelly women, a fat older black woman, and a really, really fat, really, really older black woma...