Author's Notes: I want to thank everyone for their positive feedback. As a writer, I always enjoy hearing back from my readers and knowing they enjoy my stories. While I have written quite a bit in the past, this is my first story of an erotic nature (my little, guilty pleasure) and it is nice to hear the constant feedback. For those who were wondering if th...
The rest of the afternoon was consumed with naps and a stroll to the falls. There's a spot on the Canadian side where you can pretty much guarantee the mist will get you and it was well populated as it was a ninety five degree day. Everyone wanted to catch some of the cooling mist. C's attire for this escapade was a lightweight pale turquoise cotton tee that...
Jill had her dress on, a long evening gown with three-quarter sleeves and a scoop neck line and was just zipping up Shelia in her red dress of the same design. The gowns were figure hugging around the torso and accentuating the busts and a long flowing lower section just off the floor showing their high heels off nicely. Wendy admired Jill's figure and wishe...
May 2007 It's late. I'm pacing my hotel room, the repetitive padding of my small feet against the soft carpet the only sound, waiting for the tell-tale signs of sex from either of the neighbouring rooms. As usual I'm horny with anticipation, having learnt that corporate travel has its perks when it comes to satisfying the audio voyeur in me. But so far it's...
"That was great," Molly said as she and Fran piled into their apartment. "I know," Fran said, half-mumbling. "You saw how Paul was looking at me. Think he'll call? I gave him your number." Molly stopped halfway through unstrapping her boots. "Dammit, Fran! You know I don't need the drama." Fran was already in her room and shutting the door. "Let it go t...
She was tall, closer to his own height than any other he had seen, beautiful, graceful, and appeared to be intelligent if somewhat negligent to her own safety. She had the nerve to sleep on the ground reserved for the volunteers. He had been requested to reconsider his choice by the local farmers, three girls had already volunteered to be selected and mated...
March was six months ago when Fern's left leg had been amputated high-upper thigh. She had adapted very well to her amputation. Her scar had healed and with her and Don's constant anointing of Vitamin E lotions, it was beginning to fade. She was now quite a masterful crutch walker and was very adept at balancing, hopping and heel-toeing to move. She regularl...
It's 9:10 am and I'm at a fast food breakfast place, waiting to meet him. It's ironic because I don't eat fast food. But, I will have coffee, provided that I get it for myself. Also, this place is like a zoo. I don't think either of us realized it was a bus pitstop. There's more people in line for the bathroom then there was at the counter. It's crowded and...
This is a true story. It recounts my very first tentative foray into the world of pleasure. Looking back, I believe I was fortunate to have been ushered into this delectable realm by the gentle persuasion of a very caring, very sensual woman. * Sam was a year older than I was, about my height, with long, wavy blond hair - attractive, but more of an athleti...
"Do you know why I've called you to my office, Miss Mackenzie?" The headmaster paced slowly behind his desk, his hands clasped behind his back. Even behind his desk, he towered over Jessica, seated in front of the desk. She did know, though she was holding on to a shred of hope that he hadn't yet heard; a shred of hope that this was about something totally u...