The Israeli Opera Tel-Aviv-Yafo needs an assistant librarian, and Rachel enters the librarian's office to apply for the job. Leah, the chief librarian, attentively listens to her and peruses her résumé, but she suddenly feels a pang – Rachel may be lesbian! Leah is bisexual and, like most non-heterosexuals, has developed a "gaydar" in order to detect people...
I'm down by my tree again, Beth is collecting India and her boys from playgroup and I've got until five pm to make a start on a new sketch. I can hardly believe that I've sold four drawings to a complete stranger! I got £400 in cash from the gallery after commission and framing. That's a lot of money to a traveller; I can make it last three months and no ha...
Dr. Ellen Hull PhD sat in her office reviewing her schedule and enjoying the fluffy bulge between her legs. Wearing John's bikini underwear energized her lubricious imagination and allowed her to spend without worrying about wetting through her outer clothes. That asexual bulge, pressing and chafing her stiff clitoris, along with molding her spongy panty mat...
Author's note: The following incidents are probably mostly fictional, even just plain fantasy. All sex involves living humans aged 18+, even the civilians. The story contains multiracial, bisexual, and anal elements; if you object, stop reading. Views expressed are not necessarily the author's. Information may not be totally accurate. It's just a story, folk...
To catch up read Chapter 1, told by Stacy. She's just turned 18, and continues to stalk her divorced, 28-year-old photographer neighbor, Erik, who's unsure if she's of legal age. It's been a week since their first memorable coupling. He's avoided her since, and she's now so desperately horny for him that she brings along her girlfriend, Maria, to entice him....
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This is the sequel to "The Darkroom". There were no words to do justice to her preoccupation. She would lose herself in the memory of her encounter, the world of academia around her dissolving into a passionate darkness. Her eyes would grow glassy at dinners with her friends, promptings of "Ciara? Houston, we have lost Ciara!" jolting her back to the conver...
The affair quickly gathered pace. They met again the next day and within moments of arriving he was inside her; fingers, tongues, his penis, it didn't matter; he filled her to capacity and then some, they were insatiable. They made love throughout that first day; and the next and the next. She could not wait to be with him, the thought of his hands on her...
After spending the afternoon with her good friend Anjali, Anita couldn't help envying her. The recent sexual encounter that Anjali had had with a friend of her husband's while she was under the impression that it was her husband was very erotic. Somehow this had a beneficial spin off for Anita as well and she became even more uninhibited. Their relationshi...
"You take the film out of the cartridge and thread it in this slot here," Matt explained to Mary as they stood next to each other in his darkroom. "Once you have the film in the reel, you put the reel in the developing canister, put the lid on, pour developer in, agitate it a little, set the timer, and wait." "Doesn't it have to be dark to do all that?" Mar...