Madeline teased her cunt as she enjoyed a shower in the accommodation which seemed to have an erotic personality all of its own, but resisted the urge to bring herself off again, she wanted to remain nicely aroused when sampling the atmosphere at dinner, excited at the prospect of the indulgences to come. The warm sunset glowed through its windows, illuminat...
This time a Black miniskirt not a Red one BABS They say you should never go back but that's exactly what we did. Some 13 years ago Tom and I celebrated our anniversary and my anniversary present to him of me in a red miniskirt with a sexual adventure in a Lakeland hotel. This year Tom decided to book a return trip. I wrote up our experiences with two youn...
Gilbert and Betty Jones lived in Mt Pleasant Michigan, Mr. Jones was an ex rodeo star and Mrs. Jones worked at the local Floral shop. They were well off but Betty insisted on doing something, She wasn't one of those just sit around types. Gilbert was a man about six foot one inches dark brown hair and weight in at about two hundred pounds. With a handsome f...
My name is Myra Jan Brown. My friends call me M. J. Who in hell am I? A fifty-something Black woman living in the Washington D.C. area. A graduate of the United States Military Academy at West Point and a former member of Special Ops. These days, I'm part of the Surveillance and Securities Department at the White House. The White House is party central these...
Author's Note: This is the revision of "Night of Lust for a Small Woman" (first Chapter), written by Thekarpathianman, who fully agrees for my submission. Please be informed that all the characters are eighteen years old or more. ***** Everything starts at 9 p.m., in the suburban area of a small town. The four fugitive convicts have no difficulties to...
He had seen her before, there at the department store, and he had given her more than a fleeting glance as he bought a newspaper on finishing his coffee before work at the store near where he worked. She had had an immediate impact on him as she strutted past, mature, attractive and so confident. Their eyes had met as she left the store, a prim smile giving...
*** Patricia stretched lazily, gazing at her latest conquest as the young, muscular guy continued to sleep off his exhaustion. He'd certainly earned a bit of rest after his hard work the previous night, having managed not one or two or even three, but full four rounds or hot, steamy sex. Which, incidentally, was the reason why Patricia always went after you...
That Monday afternoon I felt something change inside me, no more would I be satisfied with mere fantasy masturbation, I now wanted more. All that morning I had been playing in my girlfriends closet, we were on the verge of breaking-up for a multitude of reasons, and had slept in separate beds, like a long married couple, for months, so I had no inner confli...
Dear readers, This is a continuation of my two already published stories: 'Miss Johnstone's Lesbian Sissy Slut' and 'Further Training as Sissy Lesbian'. I sincerely recommend reading these stories first as it provides background for this one. My stories have been well received and I would like to thank you all for the positive response! Enjoy and please ta...
Disclaimer: I am grateful for Utamu who have helped make my story more readable. If there still are errors, then it's my fault. All characters involved in sexual activities in this story are of legal age. ***** When Mikhail wasn't with Bethany he took care of business. The show's producer Robert Miller had thought he could milk the young Russian for a l...