October 20, 2018 x People used to joke that being bisexual was for those who were desperate. Not so, as more and more young women such as myself embrace their sexuality whether it be with male or female company. I love sex with women just as much as heterosexual relations with men, it just means twice the fun. Think Rita Ora, Kristen Stewart, Jess Glynne...
Under the dinner table Amber felt his hand on her thigh... and froze. Mr. Neil's fingers crawled under her skirt like fat spider legs. Was this jerk really trying to molest her, with her parents sitting inches away? Amber wanted to chop his stupid hand off. She grabbed the carving knife but her mother snatched it away. "Did you hear that Amber? Mr. Neil ha...
Sylvia was my girlfriend Teri's mother. We'd always got on OK, nothing too spectacular, but she was fine as girlfriends mothers went. She was still a smart woman though, 43 with blonde hair, had kept her slim figure enviably and always dressed to impress. If your girlfriend's mother was any indication of what she would turn out like it looked like I was on t...
It seems that what my mind couldn't figure out while I was conscious, my body did while I was unconscious. Mr. Facelli's hands holding my hips up into the air, his cock buried to its hilt up inside of my cunt, made me moan like a bitch in heat, like the little slut he knew me to be, the whore he had hired me to be. I woke to my own throat moaning deep passio...
I walked into the dimly lit room, through the haze and the smoke, feeling drawn to the source of the music. The gritty rock song pulling me forward. I lost myself in the crowd of people, brushing past all them, feeling their bodies sway to the music. I stood, completely immersed, letting my head hang back as I felt the music pour into me. My hair brushed aga...
"You have beautiful eyelashes! Any women would die to have those!" My girlfriend at the time loved to fawn over me. Sometimes too much. I took the comment in stride. "We should put some make up on you. You would make a cute girl." My eyebrow went up. "Ok now that's enough." Secretly I wanted that more than anything. I had been a closet CD for years. Nobod...
This is one of my first fictional works and may not be great in the eyes of others. I'm willing to learn but from the perspective of women and women only. Since I cannot claim to know what lies in the minds women...especially the dominant woman, I cannot effectively provide the best written stories. I seek feedback from ALL women, but greatly encourage opini...
...and then? Nothing. After that night ended, with me sneaking out of the door at one in the morning before her husband Paul came home? Nothing. Back in work after the New Year, she was the same as she'd ever been with me. I knew that she couldn't act differently in the office, but I'd thought that there would be a call, a message, or an e-mail – something...
My phone rang at 2:15 a.m., Friday night/Saturday morning. I'm a night owl, so it didn't wake me up, but it did scare the hell out of me. By the time you reach your late 30s, if the phone rings in the middle of the night, someone is likely dead. "Hello?" I answered, trying my best to sound calm. "Ooooh God..." a drawn out female voice moaned into the phon...
Chapter 3 - Ideal mother You leave the skirt in place, you nod and stop struggling with the clasp. But she's another surprise as she smiles and quickly strips out of her blouse. You're agog. Most boys of your age would jump her but dressed in her floaty skirt with painted nails you feel delightfully submissive. Next as you stand in a state of shock she slip...