Many thanks to editor Ray Ball for the editing assistance with this story. ---- Part 2: New abundance (c) bbwlove_it, from an idea by tyjala My work place is ruled by an asshole, my boss, who often treats his employees in horrible ways. He is always trying to seduce the women of the office, but he's never successful. I believe he especially hates me, bec...
I was waiting for her at the security area exit. She was dressed comfortably but stylishly in jeans, flats, and a silky-looking pink blouse. She looked good. Very good. I waved and her eyes found mine. We both smiled and met off to the side, out of the steady flow of Friday evening fliers. "Hi, Denise.", I said, as I took her roller bag from her. "You look...
Jeremy is by far the nicest guy I know. His warm eyes aren't afraid to look into mine. His touch is gentle, communicating respect. He has a great sense of humor even though he doesn't know any jokes. His humor comes from everyday life. He never misses any silly little thing that I do; he is always paying attention. Almost nothing is sexier than that. And he...
I was absolutely terrified about what was going to happen this afternoon. I never should have agreed to it. I never should have agreed to a threesome with Jim and Paul. It was insane. It was too much too soon. It was all Jim's fault, he should know better than to hold a girl to an agreement made in the throws of passion. I had become so agitated that I coul...
Thirteenth Installment in the "Latina" Series of Erotic Tales In some of my early stories, I got confused between the width (thickness, diameter) and the circumference of a cock. A male reader pointed-out my error, and I have since corrected these stories. But his comments got me wondering what other women thought about the length, width, and circumference...
Ohayo gozaimasu, my friends. It's a traditional Japanese greeting, one which means "good morning." The name is Hisako Masajuro-Toussaint. My family came to the City of San Diego, California, from the island of Kyushu, Japan, in the turbulent, shimmering summer of 1973. A year later, I enrolled at the local university to begin my higher education journey. It...
It was the last summer of peace. There was an eerie sense of normality as everyday life continued as though nothing was happening although no-one talked about tomorrow or the future for the time being. Silently we all recognized that the only thing we could be sure about was 'now'. Perhaps that is the key to this story. When I came down from Cambridge I too...
Chapter 03: "Emergence" Benita woke up and yawned as the morning sun filtered in through the blinds of Carmen's bedroom window. Benita was sleeping in Carmen's bed with Carmen as she had done when she had fallen asleep. As she woke up, Benita knew that she was not in the same position she had been when she went to sleep. Benita had made sure to sleep on h...
Two weeks passed since the photo shoot with Daniel Lyons, and Mary realized she could not return to her mundane existence. As a substitute outlet for her confused emotions, she threw herself into her painting, but landscapes were just not fulfilling the desires percolating inside. She discovered Danny Boy the dildo did fulfill those desires to a certain degr...
Scotland: September, 1560 There were several reasons why Margarete would always remember the September day she spent in the woods with Colin. It was far from the first or the last time she would spend a day riding out with her husband, and taking their mutual pleasure in the tall grass or under the trees, but this day was special. The first reason was, un...