(I hope you like this! Give me feedback and ideas for new stories! Thanks! --HKS) * He had been on to me for a while. He knew I sometimes fantasized about other women and encouraged me. "Let's go to one of those places," he said. "We can get a girl, anyone you like. I want her to go down on you. I want to watch." Whenever he brought this up, usually high...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = This is a very mild techno-nerd female exhibitionist fantasy about being able to safely show your naked body to anyone, anywhere, at any time. There is NO SEX, per se, in this story. It is a gentle fantasy I wrote for all those geekette flashers out there who follow me and dream of having a job just like Julia's. = =...
Sam has a little secret, he does not mind getting some of the shemale cock. After a night out with the lads he disappears from the group down the road to a gay night club. Sam has never been in a gay night club and feels a little out of his depth. He has had a few drinks so is feeling relax and sits down scoping out the club. Looking around the club his eyes...
I was at a red light on a sunny day waiting in my car, I had long blonde hair with a cute face and I was lost in my thought. I tried to resist my fantasy so much it became more and more strong. I was 27 years old and a beauty; I took my medium latte Starbucks coffee and drink some thinking about the Black girl I saw at the Starbucks. How beautiful she was, h...
(To the reader: This is the second in a string of many correspondences between a former professor and myself. It started out to be just a harmless little distraction for myself, to break up the day. It became so much more, so unrepentantly.) * She silently scolded herself. She let the day slip past with thoughts of lust, thoughts of wrapping her slightly d...
They say dancing is a good way to release some of that built up sexual energy. I really found that to be true. Last night I couldn't sleep. I tried but it's too hot and I was too horny. Too needy. I slipped out of bed about 2:00 AM and pulled on a white tank top, no bra, a short skirt and boots. Stuff I wouldn't normally wear but my niece left it at my h...
(To the reader: This is one in a string of many correspondences between a former professor and myself. It started out to be just a harmless little distraction for myself, to break up the day. It became so much more, so unrepentantly.) She giggled uneasily as she taped the envelope to the English Professor's door. "I wonder how long it will take before he f...
After I graduated college I went to the city to live with my aunt while looking for work and a place of my own.. She lived in a second story apartment over a flower shop. After a few weeks, petting cats and watching infomercials got to me and I decided to go check out this club a few blocks down the street. Dressed in a mini skirt and spaghetti strap top I w...
This is a tribute to the beauty of big breasts. Please send comments good or bad, thank you. Enjoy. *** Becky was truly one of the hottest girls in college. Sure, some people love the classic James Bond type of beauty. You know, the 5'-8" busty babe with an hourglass figure. But others, like me, absolutely crave the smaller, more petite version. A short gi...
So here's how I ended up living in Leamington, Ontario of all places. I was driving across the US from South Carolina to visit some friends in California and see the Pacific ocean for the first time(not to mention get with some nice and freaky Cali girls if I had the chance), and I stopped in Arizona for a night before finishing the trip the next morning. I...