Your eyes scan the landscape of my exhausted face, as you finish savoring the spoils of the efforts on your college girl. I am your girl, your cheerleader, your "Little Bit." And I have selected you to teach me how to feel pleasure. And OH! What a job you are doing! I am pleased with my selection. "Squeamish?" you ask. "Huh?" I'm puzzled. You smile, as you...
We sat in a cafe at Kings Cross, facing each other across a small plain table. The bustle of the station hummed its soundtrack while the casual business of the day went on all around us. Frequent announcements, a commentary on the comings and goings of train after train, spilled out across the station. We were anonymous here and the noise and bustle of suc...
Samantha Page shivered as she walked quietly between the sleeping girls in the dormitory. Moonlight lit their forms, casting pale shadows over the piles of discarded school uniforms, sports kit and school bags. The teenager thought briefly of returning to her bed, but she knew that she needed to get away, make herself a warm drink in the rec room, try and ge...
I live alone in my own apartment in the suburbs. Most of my time is spent working long hours so that doesn't give me much time keeping my place in order. I thought it might be a good idea to get myself a housekeeper or at the very least someone just to clean up and keep the place in somewhat of an orderly fashion. I placed an ad in the paper and over the w...
I am innocent and new to all this, but I find it strangely exciting. I was always taught to never touch myself, or to even think about my body. I never had anyone I could talk to, about things, so I just had to accept what I was told. I am not really so innocent, actually, I have been kissed, and at the prom, my date kept after me for hours, talking, kiss...
I don't usually get too desperate for sex. Sure, I love it and I'll take as much as anyone else when the timing is right, but I'm not the kind of girl who "needs" it every day. But I have to say, I was getting pretty desperate having not had any in almost four weeks. A month earlier I'd visited an old friend in Chicago, and we'd had the most wonderful exper...
"Done," Gary said, relieved, as the printer whirred. Beside him Joy tossed her long black hair back, stretched her arms above her head and leaned back on her chair. Her small pert breasts thrust up under her school girly white blouse and Gary caught his breath at the cuteness of her. Joy yawned and Gary looked up at the clock. "Christ, it's two o' clock in...
"Marie has really grown up," Tommy remarked as he took another sip of cognac. "She doesn't have time to hang out with me anymore with all the boys she's stringing along," he continued. "Yeah, I kinda noticed that. She'd always have a different guy pick her up after filming," Eric said. He accepted the glass from Tommy to take his turn in drinking. They w...
So I get a call from the agency. That’s pretty unusual, usually they just send a card and a taxi. It’s been the same kind of stuff for a few weeks now, rich guys wanting to get their kinky rocks off with no strings attached. By this stage I’d moved into Bear’s spare room, although I’d not been home much, so the hotel bills had gone down. All in all I’m doing...
Note: This is the first "Coffee Club" story. There's no "sex"; just a sexy situation. If you readers like this one, I'll start a series of increasingly lusty stories as the MILFs open up to discussing more of their dirty little secrets. * Hi, I'm Cathy with a C. I belong to a group of women who get together on Monday mornings. We originally started out as...