The pine-lined gravel road is charming but the bumps make sipping the last of his whiskey difficult. He gazes out the limo's window at the trees and the stars, ignoring the chatter of the two girls. This place seems quite remote for a party. "I heard the theme is an inside joke between the two of them. They're so perfect together!" "You know they hardly se...
Nearly every night you'll find me in my kitchen with the lights off. I'll sit on the counter on a pillow, wearing only my panties, staring out the window with high-powered binoculars. Sound odd - the act of a crazy woman? Believe me, if you saw what I saw, you'd be up on the counter with me... My next door neighbor is an absolute raving nymphomaniac. She br...
Nearly every night you'll find me in my kitchen with the lights off. I'll sit on the counter on a pillow, wearing only my panties, staring out the window with high-powered binoculars. Sound odd - the act of a crazy woman? Believe me, if you saw what I saw, you'd be up on the counter with me... My next door neighbor is an absolute raving nymphomaniac. She br...
She put her earrings in. She wasn't going anywhere and there was no one to see, but she didn't care. They felt sexy, the weight of them a drag on her earlobes, almost like the sensation of teeth running over them without ever pulling off. She hadn't bothered to get dressed after showering, except for those earrings. There was no one else at home, no noisy,...
I like my tea served to me by a nubile woodland nymph, as beautiful, delicate and fragrant as a solitary flower in the middle of a sunlit meadow, her sheer diaphanous dress cascading like a waterfall so enticingly obscuring her naked form. Her movements, her smile, her laughter, everything about her is captivating. Yet the wicked glint in her eye reveals hi...
The memories of that night are so vivid, Kat. Something about it just... seemed so otherworldly, and so amazing. I've never had a night of better lovemaking, and you're to blame. We were at a ballroom. There'd been a weekend long course on Victorian era society; writing, dining, speech, and now the finale, dancing. I'd made no secret in private of how I'd s...
My heart, As I sit here, writing this letter by the light of a single candle, you sleep. My thoughts are flooded with memories of the many nights I've held you while you slumbered. The feel of my nipples pressing into your back, my hand cupping your breast, your lush backside pressed against my middle; all of these permeate my thoughts. I can almost hear yo...
After our first sexual encounter, Susan and I found various reasons to be at each other's house to lend a hand (so to speak) at just about anything we could think of. Funny how we found a good reason to ended up naked in the process too. Once when we were chatting on the phone, I mentioned that I was doing laundry and needed to fold clothes; Susan came right...
"We have a special lesson today, class." Octavia nudged Cordelia. "I told you!" she said. "I did see him!" "Shhh!" Cordelia hissed. "The Dora is talking!" She cringed as Dora Leonilla paused to let her gaze sweep over the room of rustling and whispering girls. Instead of the stern wrath Cordelia had come to expect from her teachers, the blond woman was...
It's late, but not a long walk to your apartment. It's not a familiar part of town to you, but the GPS has yet to steer you wrong, and it's still moderately light out, in spite of the hour. A left turn here, crossing the street, and then it should just be a few more blocks until you're home and able to kick back and relax. You're dressed in normal attire, a...