Thanks to Jon B 1969 for the edit. The two women looked at each other; Jen with masked civility, Helen with barely concealed contempt. "Well at least she has good taste," Jen thought. The emerald green dress the blonde wore, while not overtly sexual, did display her figure to good effect. It showed a body very much like Jen's, with matching curves. Jen esti...
Sunday 11th September 1960 "Do you think your friend..." "Konrad. My house mate. He's not my friend..." David interrupted Alison who continued on. "Don't be like that. You're living with him. I know you like sweets but will Konrad, your friend, like a cake?" Alison asked. "Of course he would. He eats anything. He's a regular dustbin." David was standing...
My wife Helen told me that she was struggling to find anything suitable for my birthday. She is 31, tall with long slim legs, has long brown curly hair and a very slim figure. She is a great wife and has never refused anything that I wanted to do in our sex life. After some thought, I cheekily suggested that there was something I wanted but thought she migh...
"Whose idea was it to fill this wonderful season full of crap?" Helen wondered as she arrived home from her meeting with the PTO. It had been an extremely a long meeting, covering the many events coming up in the next few months and she was very tired. She was tired from the last two weeks of "holiday" activities, putting in many hours preparing for the scho...
When Helen came out of the bathroom, I wrapped a towel tightly round her so that she could not get her hands free and told you to gag her. You used your piss-sodden panties and wrapped Helen's tights round to stop her spitting them out. I tripped her onto the bed and tied her hands together above her head and then tied them to the top of the bed. Her legs we...
I've known Helen Blackstone forever. Ever since we were students at Morton Academy, an all-female private school located in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Helen was the six-foot-two, gorgeous Black Amazon-like chick I always admired. She was captain of the women's soccer team at the Morton Academy and one of the toughest women in the universe. I worshi...
Helen had been my girlfriend for eight years. We had both divorced our previous partners when we were in our late thirties and had met each other through an internet dating site. Helen lived in a small village in Cornwall in a house that her wealthy parents had bought her. Her mother Barbara disliked me intently and had done so since the first day we had met...
For Christmas my wife took me to a secluded cabin. She had a special present for me. This is what happened at the cabin. I hope you all enjoy. The snow is gently falling outside. We can see the blinking of the brightly colored lights reflecting on the snowflakes as they fall. We are drinking wine in front of a roaring fire. The room is a little too warm but...
I hid behind a tree, hoping the lady walking her dog didn't see me. I was naked as the day I was born, and alone in a forest. I crouched as low as I could and closed my eyes, hoping that I hadn't been seen. I heard the dog coming closer, and then start barking. Please go away I thought but the barking just continued. I opened my eyes and saw the spaniel a f...
*READER ADVISORY* - This story contains copious amounts of pee fetish content as well as many references to large clitorises, hermaphroditism, and large penises. Stop reading here if this does not appeal to you. *** Episode 7 - Lindy's Toy Party Chapter 1: Spring Cleaning Every year, for the last twenty-two years anyway, Helen spent the first weekend in...