This story developed from an email conversation with a reader who provided me feedback. She wrote me, "I'm a happily married woman. But I crave sex with older men. I'm 44 but would love the feel of an older man on and in my body." During the course of our conversation she also wrote that, with her husband, she likes anal and rough sex. I asked her if she wou...
Special thanks to editor Hatsuada. In this segment of the Sinful Degrees of Separation in Beverly Hills the stunning seventy-five year old headmistress gets fucked by the enormous cock of the eighteen year old German transfer student. We also learn of her sexual side with females, such as an Asian storeowner and her husband's young teenage intern. *****...
Here is Chapter Two of the Ashley's Fantasies story that I am writing for fun. It picks up right where the first chapter left off. The first chapter was a little difficult to categorize. The series overall probably fits best in the Exhibitionist & Voyeur category. The story will have Exhibitionist elements in a lesbian setting, with cfnf scenarios where Ashl...
It was late and I was driving through the mountains of West Virginia. I thought I had enough gas to get to the next town, but I didn't. I ran out on the side of the road in the middle of a rainstorm. I walked for about three miles before I came across a large house. I knocked on the door hoping to get some kind of help. A young girl dressed in Nun garb answ...
Before Sena turned back to face Salamacia, she undid her hair from its messy braid before working it back into a quick bun to keep it out of the way during their bath, knowing that the older woman was watching every movement. "You tease," she heard Salamacia purr, and for some reason, that made her want to laugh. She slowly turned back to face the older wom...
Quite out of breath, they lay on the floor, breathing heavily. It was some time before the nun adjusted her skirts and covered her nakedness. You have plummed my depths most wonderously,“ said Maria Clare. Zachary arranged his cloak, marveling at his good fortune. “You may spank me anytime you wish,” said the boy. “I would spy upon you in your privey a hu...
The Pendant He stepped by her and placed the small lock pendant around her neck. After he latched it and stepped away, she turned and dutifully lifted her skirt, hooked the thin thong panties with her thumbs and dropped them to the floor. He lifted her skirt and swatted her firm, round cheeks. A sign he approved of her knowing the rules, but also a small pu...
The heavy hide flap fell back into place, giving relief from the slicing winter wind that raced through the pathways between the huts. The village's streets had been long packed with dirty ice that had once been the first snows of the season. This particular hut was sunken into the ground near the edge of the village and up against the sheer wall of the vall...
My name is Georgia Antoine. A tall, good-looking and forthright Black lesbian of African-American descent living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Kennedy College, and I'm currently dating a tall, beautiful Black woman named Miranda Hill. She's the Dean of Student Affairs and a special advisor to Scholar-Athletes at Kennedy College in do...
It was a mild September evening; the sun hung low in the Western sky and shone gold through Lucy Lewis' kitchen windows. She sat at the table with two friends of her: Henrietta Delafonte was a woman in her mid 50s, plump and dark; Tammy Laroux was a young woman in her late 20s, skinny and pale, wearing thick frame black glasses, bucktoothed, with short, dark...