[Choose your favorite female celebrity as the characters First and Last name.] You awake from a great night of sleep. You sheets are tussled, and your pajamas feel tight over your skin. Groggily, you pull yourself out of bed; everything is blurry as your eyes adjust to the morning light, but you somehow manage to find your way to the bathroom. Something feel...
Chapter 1 I am in my 60's, single and semi retired & so have lots of time to plan my big wank sessions. I am obsessed with jerking off while wearing panties While I have bought panties myself I prefer to use panties that have been worn by girls that I know. I spent lots of time working out how to get these 'used' panties. I live in a block of apartments...
Daniel Craig, Chapter 2 A few hours later I was awakened by something soft yet firm, rhythmically stroking my clit. I'm happily surprised to remember that it's Daniel Craig, reaching around me and warming me up again with his long fingers. He slowly follows the curves of my hip and waist with his right hand up to my exposed breast and begins to circle my ni...
Sara woke up after what seemed like the longest sleep she had ever had. She stretched and then she looked around the room. She did not recognize anything at all. Where was she had what had happened last night? She had absolutely no memory of how she had gotten here or the events that had transpired the night before. She looked down and saw that her feet were...
At my sister's recommendation, I checked out the new tattoo artist in my apartment complex. "You'll love him, " she said. "He's like a surgeon," she said. I had my doubts. I had been searching long and hard for the perfect guy to trust with my body. I was planning on slowly becoming, I guess, the Illustrated Woman. I wanted one perfect artist for all my work...
I was washing my hair, bent over the bath as I felt a pair of arms slide around my waist and lift me a few centimetres off the floor. "Oh!" I gasped, wriggling in the arms of my boyfriend and throwing the handful of soapy water in my hands at his grasp, "you do pick your times, don't you?!" He laughed, the low growling timbre of his voice hot against my ne...
We sat in our ravens nest surveying our domains with the pond and the sunlight glittering upon it, singing a soft harmony to the birds chattering and declaring our domains to be theirs and that was fine since we didn´t mind sharing, not with them. Sharing with Them was more problematic, since They like ants wanted to fill the world and the constant moronic...
I was a sophomore at Western Washington University when I first met Claudia, a freshman who lived in the same dormitory I did. It was 1983, I was nineteen years old and completely sex crazed. My previous girlfriends were cute but none whom I was completely enamored with. To say Claudia was pretty would have been an understatement; she had shoulder-length da...
Bright sunlight lit up my bedroom despite the shades that hung over my window. My bed clothes were wrapped around me, my smooth legs running softly between the sheets. I stretched, feeling small and alive and...something, though I couldn't put my mind to it. It was a different feeling, as if something had changed and had changed in my favor. I rolled my feet...
I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they wake up in the morning, that's as good as they're going to feel all day. - Frank Sinatra - Full sun through the window, that feeling you just know it must be 11 A.M and it seems like death would be a better feeling than this? You likely know how I feel. Half the day gone and all I want to do is lay prone wi...