Rebecca was a twenty year old red-headed modern-day hippie. She grew up in a strict Catholic household in suburban St. Louis, but as the saying goes, Catholic school made her atheist. Rebecca kept many of the values she grew up with, but could not reconcile with the church's stances on birth control and homosexuality. Rebecca herself had a birth control impl...
Anita Packard was out for the evening with her good friend and co-worker, 30-year old Karole Simpson. They had been enjoying the office Christmas Party, but as many of their co-workers were older males and tended to get grabby as the drinks flowed, they had opted to go their own way. As often happens when two women get to drinking a bit too much, the subject...
This is a continuation of my stories entitled "Daughters of Priapus." Although it could be read on its own, readers might find it informative to read the others first, in order to acquaint them with some of the characters that are mentioned.) What a change there's been in me! Two years ago, I was a frigid woman who thought that, at age fifty-eight, sexual...
Sarah closed her eyes, laying perfectly still, breathing deeply. She did not want to drift off but she was so tired, so exhausted it was hard to focus on staying awake. It was almost as if she knew what was going to happen the minute she dozed off and her mind began to allow her to dream again. And although they were immensely pleasurable dreams, they were d...
I have come to enjoy Corona, my favorite beer, with a peach rather than the traditional lime, thanks to a dear friend. I had to travel to Las Vegas on business recently: another conference to attend with long days and often boring company. The first day, I attended meetings all morning. During one of the breaks, I noticed an old friend was attending. Jack...
[ This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities are entirely coincidental. Otherwise, please enjoy. ] [C] Copyright 2009 [ Deserted, Or Is It? ] Natalie and Karina made their way through a small Midwest town. The sun was high in the sky, and cast its rays on trees, small wooden shelters, and the dirt road. Only two years...
It's funny, I suppose. When you've changed so much, you don't expect anything else to remain the same. I drove around the town square and nothing had changed. Well, I had changed, quite a lot. I had arrived in town the night before and stayed with Evie. Truth being stranger than fiction, we had spent the night in unsullied chastity, even if there was only o...
I love to travel. I love the excitement before the journey; the planning, the packing, the arranging. Tickets, passport, taxi. I love going onboard an airplane, I love watching the landscape rush by and then sink out of view as the plane takes off. I love checking in, claiming luggage, going to the hotel, another check-in, arriving at my home-for-the-duratio...
Beth was now determined to make her move. After she welcomed Steve at her front door in her bathrobe and as Steve prepared to proceed to his work Beth went straight to her bedroom where she removed her bathrobe showing off her beautiful and mature freckled body. She then lay on her bed where she took out her black dildo and played with herself relentlessly....
This is a completely true story about my Korean girlfriend and me. It is about a wild summer we had in Colorado and about her early experiences with a hung black male. ------------------------------------------- We were just young kids, barely starting college. We were both 18 years old. Chee Yun had been my girlfriend since we were sophomores in high scho...