The Saturday after Miss Jennifer had her boyfriend fuck my pussy/bottom, she called to me while I was doing her laundry and told me to come to her room. As I entered, she told me to come and stand in front of her, where she was lying on her bed. I was, of course, dressed like a proper little housewife, with my pink lace bra stuffed with my big 54DD falsies...
As I spoke with Jessika about her final essay, I attempted to avoid staring at her always impressive cleavage, a challenge that I had faced all semester. And as always, I knew I was failing to properly ignore the allure of her tan flesh. "You can revise the essay, Jessika, but grades are due next Monday. You will need to turn in your revised essay by Frida...
Time spent recently with my housemate Imogen has provided some deliciously sensuous experiences. Once again, I have taken every opportunity to sample her undies, both dirty and clean. My preference is always for her freshly worn pairs so I can smell her indirectly from the gusset of her underpants, although it is still a pleasure masturbating with her clea...
When I heard that we were being treated to a rare visit from my mother's sister, I wasn't exactly overjoyed. In fact I positively dreaded the prospect, even though Aunt Doreen was just passing through, on her way to stay with a friend in Canada, and we would only have to put up with her for some twelve hours or so. She was catching an early-morning flight, a...
How could I have so completely misjudged the man I love so dearly? My generous plan to give him what I thought he so desperately wanted backfired. After last night, I feel like a cheating, sex-craved slut. There's NO WAY I DESERVE THIS LOVING, GIVING, AND SENSITIVE MAN! How did I dig this hole? It all started while Brad was deployed overseas. We always e...
The following story is pure fiction. It is meant to be a parody of the TV show with the characters, Pam Huxtable, Vanessa Huxtable, Denise Huxtable, and Sandra Huxtable. Claire Huxtable entered the living room brushing her hair into place. She was in a hurry. "Denise?", she yelled up the stairway. "Yes Mom, I'll be right down.", called Denise. The 20 yea...
This story is total fantasy and there is no underage involvement or cruelty. ***** That night I told my husband everything about my confession to Mrs Miller and what I would be allowed to do without committing any serious sins. I also told him about the suggestion that it would probably be acceptable for me to wear very small panties and have accidents wit...
My best friend, Vicki, was treating me to lunch, trying to cheer me up. I turned thirty today and my husband, Harry, was out of town at a lawyer's convention. We had finished our shrimp scampi and were both on our third glass of white wine. Vicki and I had been best friends since high school and knew each other's most intimate secrets. I could tell from the...
Tiffany Littlebottom woke up, rubbed her eyes and stretched, she had slept naked as was her custom. Last night had been a successful one, she had helped another nerdy guy, Mitch was his name, lose his virginity; she did not let him go until he had made her cum. She did not want him to stay for the night, because she had to wake up early for the morning lectu...
"Here is your drink," the waitress in the tight fitting black cocktail dress said, thrusting a martini glass with a napkin sweated to the bottom towards my face. I looked up at the glass, confused. The wide brim of the crystal narrowed down gracefully to the elegant stem that was balanced between the waitress' fingers. The liquid was clear and there were thr...