"The wetter, the better" answered Sean. "It can't be too wet for me!" This gave Stella the cue she was waiting for. "How wet can you stand it? Cunt juice wet, or piss wet?" Sean's face lit up. "Piss wet, please!" he shouted out. "But wait until my mouth's on your quim, first. I want to drink it all!" I watched with envy as Sean lay back and Stella positio...
Stella looked up as the back door slammed shut. She glanced at her watch and was surprised to see it was nearly 1.00am. She could hear the laughter and deep voices of her son and his friends. She hadn't intended to stay up so late herself. She heard her son James shush the others as they tip toed up stairs. "It's ok I'm awake." The door edged open cautiou...
My wife teaches dancing of every kind, but with an emphasis on Ballroom Dancing, and has many private pupils as well as classes. However, she goes under her maiden name of Stella Ryan for professional purposes and not everyone knows that she is married. Recently, for instance, one of her pupils, Sean, a young man of about our age and about whom she often s...
I was very inexperienced with girls, when my American cousin Jacko came to visit. He was about a year older than me, but he was nearly a foot taller, and he seemed much older than just a year. Although I had a girl-friend, I was still very unsure of myself, sexually, and Stella and I had only ever kissed. I was desperate to get my hands on her little round...
A switch in emphasis, but carries straight on from 'EVE'. I wanted to expand the character of 'Stella', this is the result. **** From The Stars Stella found Mikey where Eve had said he would be; at his favourite night fishing spot. He was laying back, hands behind his head with his shirt open and his fishing rod in the crook of his knee. 'He is kind of...
For background to this story, see "Pet Teacher" and "Mike Meets Jenna and Her Strapon". Stella was horny. Since her husband left her six months earlier for a slender young woman, she hadn't been laid and her vibrator, although better than nothing, wasn't getting the job done. What she needed was a man who wanted to use his tongue and was good at it and who...
Streams of rainwater flowed relentlessly across the cracked grey pavement towards the gutters, reflecting the pale glare of the streetlights. This had once been a busy street in a buzzing and vibrant northern English town, whose textile mills produced high fashion garments for export world-wide. But Carbington was now a broken relic of a bygone era, its hea...
You wonder at times how a person who has normal, or even higher than normal, intelligence can be such a klutz? Here you have what appears to be a reasonable, functional, adult human being, with at least a modicum of intelligence, who manages to stuff things up with sickening regularity. Stella was one of these. She at university, doing a degree in Informat...
How do you know if you're perfect for someone? I thought Sarah was the girl for me. We met in college, she was a smart, studios girl with big ambitions. I was a charming slacker who was coasting on his ability to cram for tests and write decent papers the night before they were due. We met at a friend's house party (really just 20 bodies crammed into a kitc...
Stella Sancini began working on my floor at Liberty Mutual in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, in May of last year. She is an actuary and I work as a claims adjustor. We're both 26. I'm a fairly conservative, inexperienced person. Stella is a free spirit. The kind of girl who likes to laugh, tells a great story, and wants a taste from everyone's plate when the gan...