My friends bought me a 30 minute massage for my 23rd birthday. I recently broke up with my boyfriend and have been in a depressed mood, so they felt a massage would be good for me... My boyfriend hadn't done anything wrong, neither had I. We had just grown apart. I no longer had feelings for him and didn't see us having a future. We agreed it was best to go...
It was just a glimpse, but it was enough to pique my interest. So quick that I nearly missed it. Margaret bent forward to check a note written in her workbook, and as she did, her loose, low cut, top fell forward giving me an uninterrupted view down her shirt. I could see the swell of her breasts pushed up by her half cut bra, which was barely holding them i...
(I recommend you read Chapter One, and then this story will make sense) 07.00am. I stretched out, feeling my back and shoulders arch off the bed, I loved Sunday morning lie-ins – No work and the whole day just to slob around and relax. I pushed the quilt off, it took me only seconds to open the blind to let a little of the early daylight in then I snuggled...
I'm quite shy and I've never had a boy friend. While studying hard at University I'm becoming more and more aware of my body changing and of how I'm developing into a woman. I could always get away without wearing a bra as my breasts were not at all big. I've always had a flat chest but did have large thick nipples. As my friends bodies went through pubert...
Over the next three weeks Ally called frequently in the evening to practice our dancing. She also got into the habit of arriving around seven-thirty every other morning to get on the treadmill and rowing machine. I changed my workout times to seven, so that I could shower when she was working out. Ally noticed this change without comment. For me it was all a...
So. My name is Taralee. My story begins at the end of summer, 1964. Less than a year before, my city had been convulsed by the assassin's bullet that shattered our dream of the American Camelot: the unimaginable assassination of John F. Kennedy, followed by Jack Ruby's live-on-TV gunshot that created a generation's worth of conspiracy theories, then the...
Bobbi was a flute player and majorette in Mr. Kay's band. She had long lusted after Mr. Kay but knew he was married; she also suspected that he was getting it on with the new student teacher, Amy. Bobbi couldn't wait until her 18th birthday so that she could finally fulfill her every wish. She was going to have Mr. Kay "On the 50 yard-line" before she gradua...
It had been three weeks. Three weeks of living here in Alufinic. And yet... Somehow... ENTALIV WAS NO WHERE CLOSER TO GETTING INTO OMNISUN'S PANTS! He was still staying in the guest bed, as these were still some families that had to share cottages with other families, so the newly built cottage went to one of them. But every time he had the possibility...
A long, long time ago, in a land.... well, it WAS a while ago, but things like this stick in your mind. I was about twenty-three, in the Navy and stationed at a base right next to one of the premiere resort cities of the Caribbean. It was long before AIDS and all the other little "nasties" became so dauntingly prevalent, and I was - as usual - on the town a...
The ad I placed was rather simple; "MODELS, fresh faces needed for winter ad campaign. Send recent picture and sizes. $20 to $100 per hour depending on assignment. Send to PO Box 188034 Sacramento, CA 95818" With the current labor market I figured I'd be lucky to get the four or five responses I'd need to fill out the order for poses. I gave it a week bef...