My story actually begins with a ballet teacher named Ms. Mixon. I was never interested in ballet, however my mother insisted that I learn, so she sent me to classes for six years. My mother hoped that; if she forced me to go; eventually I would learn to love the ballet. It was a bold plan, but one that failed. After six years of stretching, foot positions,...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I, David Shaw, was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been detained by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being an alleged 'Peeping Tom' in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. There were 120 girls registered at the school. Clearly I...
This is a fictional account of a mature woman being trained by a younger man while her husband captures the training on film. *** Chapter 1 It was more than a month ago that Susan and her Husband Albert who is 55 years old met Daryl a young man in his forties for the first time, after they made contact on Craigslist. The younger man put an ad on the site...
When I walked in on you last night, I caught you doing exactly what you said you've been doing, your legs drawn up so that your knees were up near the sides of your full breasts. You seemed a bit startled at first, but quickly recognized that it was me, and something in my look assured you that it was all right to go on. And you did, a little self consciousl...
I am working at my computer. I am typing away getting some much needed work done at home, away from the office and all the distractions that befuddle me there. We have a small place, a one bedroom flat, so my computer is in the bedroom next to the bed. It’s cozy and out of the way in the living room and allows me a choice bit of privacy while I get my work d...
Carla Conner loved the way that her young lesbian lover, Sophie Webster sucked on her tongue. After a prolonged kiss, Carla would extend her tongue and Sophie would take it between her lips and suck gently at first, then with increasing pressure until Carla almost came. After their original night of lesbian love, the two met up regularly to enjoy the Sapphi...
I love all the women I make love with. That's pretty self-evident because I couldn't make love with someone I didn't love. I could have sex with her, but that wouldn't be the same as making love. I don't mean that I love them in a romantic way; I mean that I love them in a caring and sharing way. If one of the women were to ask me who is my favorite, I would...
Before the Browns left our first swinging get-together we drew lots using uncooked spaghetti sticks to determine baby-sitting duties for future orgies. As luck would have it I would have to sit out the first session. The remaining order would be Leah, Octavia and finally Clarence. The girls subsequently consulted their work schedules and were able to determi...
It had been a few weeks since John had seen Jane. Work had been hectic and the demands on his time had been constant. At times it had seemed like he couldn't even remember the last time he'd had an opportunity to relax. But today, he was feeling more than a little elated. The job that had been consuming every waking minute of his life was finally finished an...
THE LAUNDRY HAMPER I had been spending an inordinate amount of time during my relationship with Denise sneaking into her laundry and inspecting the contents of her dirty washing basket. It was not in the least bit difficult to gain access when Denise was not in her apartment and the nature of our relationship was such that I didn't think she would even min...