Kara'it (the apostrophe is like a cheek click) decided that it was time to mate. Her people had long-ago discovered the secret of interstellar travel and had visited the planet that rotated below her many times. They had observed the inhabitants; using television reception, remote observation devices, and the behavior and anatomy of people brought aboard the...
Tina stood under the showerhead, eyes closed, enjoying the warm water as it rinsed the sweat from her sore, tired body. Her pussy still had a pleasant ache from the pounding she had received from Mitch on her private hike with him. The length of the hike wouldn't normally have bothered her, but the sex there in the old cabin had been amazing. The cool air on...
[This story refers to bodily functions, so those offended by that kind of content should read no further. All characters are over 18.] Barbara was becoming accustomed to her stepmother Glenda's dominance. The college sophomore knew she would be subject to her only slightly older stepmom's need to control for so long as Barbara chose to live at home. Her d...
This story is true, but telling it makes me feel a little queasy. It's not disgusting or anything like that, but when I think of what I did, I feel both guilty and thrilled at the same time. My name's Peggy, but all my friends at college call me Pygmy I'm not on the campus now; I'm on summer vacation for another three weeks. Anyway, they call me Pygmy beca...
I meet Kathy's father when we were in mid-high school and soon had a big time crush on him. Unlike my father, Dave was easy to talk to, didn't talk down to me and, best of all, understood our ups and downs as teenage girls. He was so cool, even being a divorced, single parent. Kathy and I went off to college a year after we graduated. At first I wasn't at a...
(Hello, folks! Here is my third story...I love big women...actually I love skinny women...medium women...I love women period. Anyways, I want to relate how I became a fan of older, bigger women...I'm going to be 18 in this story, but you can read between the lines!) I was working my way through high school in a small mom and pop 24-hour diner. Summertime, I...
In response to some recent comments about stopping chapters where I do... Firstly I don't like each chapter to be too long. Secondly, it takes me a couple of hours or more to write one, and I like to see it published. Thirdly, I like to pause a while and try to think up whether (if at all) to progress the story. Thanks for the feedback so far, I hope you li...
The blizzard was getting worse but you know what it's like when you're driving and really trying to get somewhere. I57 was like the main corridor through the length of Illinois. Though I'd made this trip hundreds of times, nighttime in a snowstorm has to be one of the worst. My husband had left me; my job just kind of dried up. A visit with my sister sounde...
The decision was made and now it was up to me to make our travel arrangements to the unique Caribbean island of St. Martin. By way of some extensive web surfing, I discovered that the island is actually split between the Dutch and the French. The Dutch own the south part of the island which has the largest natural bay and is now where all the cruise ships do...
She came up the walk from the parking lot in her stately way every morning at about the same time, on her way to work downtown. She was fifty-seven; a bit stout, but not ill-adjusted to it; and she was a secretary, as he was. Her path took her by his door, that's all, and he watched her go by. The man chatted with her most days-- the weather, something-- an...