Standing on the street in the winter chill, snow silently beginning to fall, he couldn't help but smile. Across the street, a triple-decker he'd seen a million times and never thought much of. Just one of the dozens he passed going about his day. But now he knew: this one was special. Now he knew that on the second floor, in the room facing the street was a...
This story was inspired by the original Spanish version of Despacito. Despacito means slowly, and the lyrics of the song are quite erotic. * OK. That was dumb. I know better than to get sunburned, I think, laying on my stomach, letting the gentle tropical breeze dry my sunburned back. The air flowing over my back highlights how sensitive it is, causing li...
Click The lens shifted slightly, regaining focus as she slowly leaned back. Her strawberry hair drifting gently over the handlebars of the snowmobile, head tilted back in the sunshine. Slightly crossed at the knees, her long toned slender legs reached out along the back end. "Damn, that's perfect" He smiled and pressed the shutter again, rattling off a ser...
Since we had to wait a few weeks until Spring Break, Katie decided to do some basic research on a female led relationship over the internet. At least that is what she told me, I think a lot of this stuff just came from her own fantasies. But it isn't my place to question what she tells me; we BOTH agreed she would be my boss. We maintained our social lives...
The story follows the events of an episode called "Ball at Laerina's court". It is not necessary to read it before this one, but it might help to know the characters and their background better. As always I'd be happy to receive any form of feedback, so feel free to comment. ***** Calindra had become an apprentice of Sune only recently. She had been train...
Welcome home Knees Out of the blue, Jessica got an invitation to come to a party at her former mistress Diva's house. She hadn't heard much from her old bisexual woman's group in years and assumed the old days were in the past, but she was glad to hear from her former mistress and thought if nothing else, it would be fun to see the old gang. She could see...
I stand in my bedroom, feeling the soft thick carpet beneath my bare feet. I lift the negligee off the bed and slip the silk dress over my head, and feel it flutter against my naked body. The fabric gently hugs my breasts, my excitement obvious from my erect nipples that are highlighted by the soft, thin fabric. The straps cross over my back and come to a v...
-A little about me before we begin. My name is Elizabeth. I am 20 years old, brunette, 5 feet 6 inches, 32B, college student, and very petite. - It was a lonely winter day. I live in a college apartment, so there is always something going on, except today. Two of my roommates went back home for the weekend and the other was probably at her boyfriend's plac...
My current wife is quiet, reserved, and unwilling to share her favours with anyone but me. Lucky me, you might think. Well, maybe... This tale is about my first wife, Alice. She was very different; horny as hell, with the best body I have ever had the privilege to share. Her breasts were large but firm, with pert nipples that stood erect when aroused (which...
I stand at the door annoyed at myself, I've just snagged my new black tights on the bush as I walked up the stone steps to my friends house. I brush my dress down and feel the softness hug my skin. Now that it's winter I can wear my long sleeve, figure hugging, grey cashmere dress. I love the way it clings to my chest and hugs my waist. The door opens and La...