[Note: This is a follow up to my previous story entitled: A Real Estate Attraction. After talking with the main character (did I mention it was a blend of fiction and non-fiction?)- she thought it was a bit too porn-esk. So, I offer the following to the fantasy woman I call Joan.] * Okay- so the theory only worked partially. With the intense memory of the...
Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34A–24–35, 95 pound, 5 foot 1 inch figure with blond(ish) hair. In 1998 I quit my extremely boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England. Apart from a little bit of hair that grows on my legs, I have n...
"Ok, honey, I'm heading to my appointment. I'll be back soon." Sarah felt a nervous flutter in her stomach. She'd always been told she could be a model, but now she was about to go to her first test shoot with an agent. It all started the previous week when she and her husband Dan were walking downtown and someone gave her a flier for the agency. She laughe...
I spend a lot of time cruising the Internet looking at porn. I don't care about kinky stuff, and I am bored by professional porn workers. What I like is true amateur porn; people who put their photos and movies on the web because they enjoy sex and find it exciting to show that pleasure to others. There are many, many sites that pretend to show amateurs, and...
With the weather finally beginning to warm up, I have been spending more time on my patio. My apartment complex, has a courtyard secluded from the street, with each apt. having a small patio. Each one with a low [three foot] fence around an eight-foot square. And they have a hedge for greenery and separation from the sidewalk to the laundry room/mail room....
If I had known about the stunt that Greta and Amy had planned I probably would have tried to stop them from staging it, because I would not have been sure that it would work as well as it did. But I would have been underestimating Amy's confidence and her ability to get away with almost anything she did, and it certainly worked out well for Greta and me. In...
I think it was T.S. Elliot who wrote, "April is the cruelest month" . . . well it is actually March that is the cruelest, because that is when it warms up enough that the co-eds shed their bras and sweatshirts and compete to see who can poke the most nipple through a thin cotton t-shirt during class. I knew I was in trouble when Charlotte, a freshman, was ar...
XVIII It had been a long night, Josephine reflected as she opened her eyes and squinted at the shaft of light streaming in through the window and the specks of dust floating in it. A long night! After all the rehearsals going on beyond midnight and then the inevitable hour or so at a night-club with the rest of the cast, where they danced naked to the vibra...
Dani and Chris moved into my home as planned and although I listened closely, I didn't hear anything going on at night. Then I realized that Dani was on the rag and I've known her long enough to know that when she's on the rag, the world comes very close to stopping. I decided to turn my sights on Chris for the time being. About Thursday of their first week...
Hi everyone... this is a true story. I am a typical Indian girl and have been brought up by well to do conservative parents. This incidence is about when I was in tenth grade. I had just had my eighteenth birthday a week ago. I had summer vacation those days and was staying in house contemplating the exams that lay ahead of me. I was just whiling away my...