"Get up and follow me," Cindy told me in a harsh tone. She stood over me as I sat in our couch reading a book. She looked so beautiful with her shoulder length blonde hair. "I'm in the middle of a chapter," I responded, thinking she was joking. Before I could say anything more Cin took the book from my hands and threw it across the room. "Shut up you prissy little slut!! I said get up!!" she told me with even more force in her voice. I knew I was in for a long frustrating night. I got up as ordered immediately. "Go to the bedroom and undress as you go," Cin ordered me, "and you better be naked by the time you reach it." We started for the bedroom, Cindy following me. I took off my T-shirt and bra as I ... Read More»

I sat at the table in the far corner of the coffee shop, keeping an eye on everyone that came in the door. Time seemed like an eternity, the steady tick tick tock providing rhythm, to my eager impatience for her to arrive. Sipping on my coffee, the warm liquid blanketing my throat and warming up my belly, my thoughts drifted off to what could be in store... Our late night conversation always ended up in the same place. We shared the same taboo fantasy, which still remained unfulfilled for the both of us. A passionate one-on-one fling, of unexplored territory. My thoughts interrupted as she sat herself across from me. I was so carried off with my thoughts; I didn't even see her come in. She was beautiful, in the most real sense, bright eyes and full smile ... Read More»

As I drive to my lover's house the anticipation of her touch begins to excite me. I can feel my nipples harden, my thighs dampen at the thought of her. She greets me at the Door. A glass of wine in her hand wearing only a soft robe. We can hardly close the door, before we begin to kiss. Softly parting my lips with hers, we press together. She nibbles teasingly at my top lip and then the bottom, nuzzling my neck and my dampness grows. We sit so close together, drinking our wine, and whispering love talk as we explore and caress each others face with wine soaked fingertips. She feeds me gently as a master to a slave. She licks cream from my fingertips as I lick it from the corner of her mouth. Our kisses become more passionate now. I am kissing her face, her ... Read More»

After graduating from college, I joined my parents in the family business: operating two membership-only swimming pools in adjacent towns. While each parent had primary control of one of the pools, I was effectively an assistant to each of them, learning the business from their two differing perspectives and management styles. Fortunately, neither of them expected me to put in the number of hours they did, so I still had a fair amount of time to myself, part of which was spent swimming at one pool or the other, or perhaps making use of the exercise room or the game room at either location. The amount of time I had to myself also allowed me to continue the relationship which had begun with Carla, my college roommate. Paired by the college for our sophomore ... Read More»

I would welcome comments from all readers, for this my first post. I have been experimenting for sometime and built a limited catalogue of stories I am ready to offer for criticism. I do hope you enjoy this first piece and I look forward to posting later stories for your opinions. Please do not ask for what happened next in this story. I am sure you can imagine it for yourself. Bernice being eighteen years of age would normally change from her school uniform before going to work. Today was not a normal day. With exams completed , and the summer drifting out before her, she had not even been into school. Today was different. Today she had purposely dressed this way. It was how Andrew at the solicitors thought of her. The young girl who would breeze into the ... Read More»

I was thinking about her as I walked down the dock at the Marina, headed to my brother's yacht for a party I didn't feel like attending. Rachael had been on my mind since the minute I returned from Mexico, and a torturous birthday party for my sister in law was not my idea of a good time. My idea of a good time was a tall, sexy brunette banker that knew how to work me, how to manipulate me to get what she wanted like no one else had ever been able to do. And three weeks was too long to go without a fix, too long in between stolen moments and it only made the need for her more intense when I was near her. I stopped to answer my cell smiling at the sight of her name, through the wind and waves bumping against the boat hulls the tone in her voice said one ... Read More»

I remember the first girl I had really deep feelings for, my first awakening of true lesbian desire. I had fooled around sexually with several other girls, but Molly was my first sweet lesbian crush. I had seen her many times around the halls of our high school. I used to daydream about her, but I did not know her. She was in a different section of the senior class than I, and we had no mutual school activities. That didn't stop me from dreaming, though. Her name was Molly, I had heard some of the other kids calling her that, and that was all I knew. Molly was about an inch taller than me at 5'8", about 120 pounds, she had just a perfect figure, perfect straight honey blonde hair, warm light brown eyes, a perfect complexion, and, I would find out, ... Read More»

Carrie lay trembling her tears rolling down her cheeks, her anus and pussy burned with pain from the rapes inflicted upon them earlier, she had tried all night to loosen the padded cuffs that held her pinned to the mattress,”Please God help me to get out of this disgusting mess alive…I promise that I’ll do whatever you want,just make this stop please..”,her silent prayers were interrupted by the door being unlocked and slowly opened. A glimmer of hope crossed her face as her muffled cries filled the room, for as the door swung inward the form of a woman filled the doorway,”A policewoman!!!”,Carrie struggled and screamed behind the ball gag as the woman approached her.Sim walked to the bound girl,it was exactly as she planned ,”She was to busy being played with to ... Read More»

"Shit." Nina swore to herself, glancing at the clock. Did that clock read 11:30? And the video was due back at Blockbuster by noon. Damn. Bruce Willis was good but not good enough to pay for another night. She grabbed a pair of jeans and pulled them over shapely hips, donning a wrinkled white formfitting t-shirt that offered a stark contrast to her dark chocolate skin. Slipping into open toe leather sandals, she hurried from the apartment. It really was too warm for jeans, a heat wave in Philadelphia in early June. Ridiculous. But she was only going to the Blockbuster. These were the days that she loved the short curly cut she'd opted for a few months ago, she rarely had to give it a second thought. And she was glad she'd left her glasses in the car ... Read More»

Maurine Wells: Sex: Female Age: 22 years Figure: Flawless, Soft-contoured, voluptuous, hourglass type and perfectly feminine Complexion: White Voice: Musical Face: Rounding, very pretty and innocent in looks Eyes: Heavy-lidded, large and green Hair: Silken, soft, ample, fiery-red and waves down to ass Bust: 40DD, round and firm Nipples: pink and puffy Waist: 29 Hips: 41, wide-curved Ass: Soft and massive Thighs: creamy-soft and fat Linda Perkins: Sex: Female Age: 43 years Figure: Skinny, mannish, muscular and poorly curved Complexion: White Voice: A little deep pitched Face: Somewhat attractive and clever in looks Eyes: Slightly slanted, small and dark brown Hair: short, boy-cut, dark with grey streaks and straight Bust: 31 A, ... Read More»

Dinner is on the stove as she lets herself into the flat, her own set of keys on her keyring, she uses here as a bolt hole occasionally when she needs to get away from her family, while I am at work, the only clue I have is the lingering smell of Anais Anais in the air. She hooks her keys on the back of the door, knowing full well that if you put keys down in my flat they have a tendency to disappear of their own accord. She calls and I answer from the kitchen, she moves across the flat and puts her head around the door, telling me hello and immediately moving forwards for a kiss. I turn to her and kiss her gently, my mind wondering how bold she has become since the first time I made love to her. I pull back and look at her, she is stunning, clad totally in black ... Read More»

Jill knew that she was in trouble the moment she heard the sharp voice of Miss Norton ordering her to halt! It was way past curfew and here she was out in the hall trying to sneak back to her own room. "Hold it right there, Miss Penice!" the head of school security barked. "Do you know what time it is?" "Uh, yes ma'am," Jill replied with a sinking heart. "The why are you where not supposed to be?" Petra Norton intoned evenly. "Well uh, you see it's like this," Jill stammered. "Like what? Petra asked harshly. "This is the third time this semester you've broken curfew," Petra Norton went on, "the last time you promised not to let it happen again!" Jill stood there with her head hung low, ... Read More»

I opened my eyes to what should have been a brand new morning, batting them slightly wondering why it was still dark, finally realizing that I still had on my sleeping mask. This time, I wasn't surprised by the foreign thumb resting in my mouth. Jessica was breathing lightly on my neck again and I started to run last night's (or rather this morning's) events through my mind. I squeezed my legs together to silence the meowing down below. "I see that you're finally awake, Syl. I've been waiting..." Jessica took her spittle-covered thumb out of my mouth and stroked some of my hair behind my ear. We were still lying in the spooning position, her right leg tucked comfortably between my parted legs. I still had my little tush snuggled against her crotch, ... Read More»

Ann Carroll strode forcefully towards her car that was situated at the far end of the fenced in teacher's parking facility. She tossed her brief case onto the passenger seat and after adjusting her seat belt wheeled the big Olds towards the street. She stopped at the cross walk to allow several pedestrians pass by, and just at the last moment she recognized one of her students literally sobbing as she made her way down the side walk. "What the heck.......," Ann muttered while rolling down the driver's side window. "Cheryl, come here, I want to speak with you!" Cheryl Bond slowly turned her head to see who was calling her name. When she realized that it was Miss Carroll she quickly wiped away her tears and with her head bowed walked slowly over ... Read More»

Well, I think I'm getting better at driving on the wrong side of the road. England was a bit of a disaster, but I'm doing much better now. I haven't abruptly jerked to the right even once today, and it's been about forty-five minutes since anybody has made a rude gesture in my direction. A new personal best! It's draining, though - I have to pay attention to what I'm doing at every moment. Yeah, yeah, I know I'm supposed to do that anyways, but that's just not how we do things in America. It's a beautiful drive, though. I had no idea Australia was so lovely. Had a great time in Brisbane, and for some reason I got the idea in my head to drive to Sydney instead of flying or taking a train. Big mistake. I was hoping for a scenic drive along the coast but the ... Read More»