Valentine finds a lesbian Paradise for her 23rd birthday at Valentine's Day in my sex studio A friend of me celebrates her birthday at Valentine's Day, soon she shall be twenty-three Lesbian longing for big BOOBs and secretly submissive, I decide to fulfil her dirty dream Exactly at that time my friend Camila from Chile will visit Amsterdam with her mom and s*s Sexy surprise in my sex studio above my exclusive erotic shop for only lovely looking ladies Super BOOBs at all three very firm all natural! Six big breasts to suck such a sexy Paradise All three only know her from some photos I provided, from reading my many sexy short storiesNice shy slim blonde beauty sweet submissive slave, tasty tiny tits, teen-like trained body Decide together how you will take her together or in turns, I will retreat to operate cameras Right at that moment she rings twice at my door as I instructed her, two Lauras and Camila openAre you our Valentine's Day sexy surprise present from Professor Peter? We warmly welcome you! Laura Seniora takes her coat, asks in Spanish Laura Juniora to take care of it, walks her upstairs Experienced seductress she is, so she takes the lead in conquering our guest to their three's tasteSlowly walk up the stairs please dear, let me have a good look at your movements my maiden slave Behind my big bottom my dods will try to get a glimpse of you taking those steep steps to the studio I feel very excited with six sexy eyes fixed at my looks from below at the centre of …
Sex is part of life.
My name is Switry. I am a Hindu married woman with 3 c***dren, all school-going boys. My husband, Paran, is a mechanic and employed in a factory. We live in our own house in an industrial area of a newly developing city. As it happens my next day neighbour woman Geeta made me her friend. She had a girl of 8 yeras and a boy of 4 years. Her husband runs a provision store and they are quite well of. Bye and bye Geeta turned to talking about sex. She was most beautiful and I greatly admired her to be her friend. She used to engage me in chatting and telling sex stories. That started making me turned on and making me wet in my pussy. Geeta was a sexy woman. She cherished sex and found ways to satisfy herself one way or the other. She had made me a lesbian but I started longing for a good cock to cool the burning sex hunger in my genitals. There was tailor, a young boy working in a nearby shop to where we lived.I asked Geeta if she could seduce the boy for both of us. Geeta liked the idea and had a friendly chat with him. She had some covers to be stitched for her furniture and engaged him to do the work in his part time. She would offer him to have his meals with us and also evening tea with good snacks. His name is Bhajan and he became our friend. One day Geeta engaged him to tell about his dreams and if any girl had ever taken interest in him or if he liked a girl. Bhajan took a deep sigh and said: "I am a poor boy and have yet to stand on my feet." He had never even …
Help me, please?
I woke up in the middle of the night. It wasn’t without reason, however: it was due to the fact that my roommate had apparently come home. That hadn’t awoken me, however. What had was the sound coming from her laptop, which she had facing herself. Moans, quite as usual. If only she could keep the volume down. “Maya,” I groaned, glaring at her. “Go watch your porn somewhere else, I want to sleep.” She looked at me and giggled. “I’m sorry, love. My date couldn’t quite get me off, so I’m going to have to do that myself again.” She turned her laptop to me so I could watch the screen. Which left me quite surprised. Lesbian porn? That was new. “Actually.. You’re not straight, right?” “No,” I answered, a light blush coming over my face. “Will you try this with me?” She asked, an almost desperate look on her face. “I mean, guys never seem to be able to make me cum, and I’m so tired of doing it myself.” I blushed deeper, pressing my face into my pillow momentarily. This wasn’t quite a situation I’d ever imagine would happen. Though I’d fantasized about it, granted. But apart from reading stories, and apart from watching porn myself, I had no experience with sex. “You know I’m a virgin.” “And I know you’ve been dying to try, too.” We were pretty open about our sexuality with each other. I had been dying to try. I just hadn’t gotten the opportunity before. “Please, Lily? I promise it won’t make things awkward. I’m asking for it, for God’s sake. I’m horny and I want you to fuck me. And …
Lingerie, Louise, and Kim.
The lingerie ladies show was soon to start. The women's club were certain particularly beautiful women that had trysts during the times their well to do husbands "played poker". The poker game was a front for the men in the swingers club known for thier proclivity to let us just say, well dress up in a manner in which the women were aware and as the women club were of a lesbian encounter group, and the men of a cross dressing, lingerie wearing transvestite group, the whole of all in the exclusive swingers club was that of a open secret The women got together that night to have some chit chat, champange, and wear thier latest in demure tasteful expensive lingerie, terribly expensive firs, high heels, and other finery. Usually starting out about the latest gossipy stories while playing bridge. "Did you see the new boutique at the mall, Louise exclaimed with enthusiastic fervor. The high heels were to die for! Oh yes, another noted. The salesgirl their I'm told is quite the looker, she was very helpful helping me get into a sexy little nighty, quite helpful…..Oh really, Louise asked with a thrill in hersexy voice. I know the one you mean, she's really, oh let's just say, very handy! The girl's all had a giggle knowing now where they could have fun with a newbie lesbian who loved older experienced lesbians. And where to find some ultra sexy lingerie as well. They ( the hot women ) giggled some more as a pop was heard from a freshly opened Monet bottle of French champagne. "I …
Sex Studio Secrets #6: Wendy-3
Wendy wonders whether she wants to work more with her hot foot fetish, will she go pro? Wendy loves to confess and to consult her fine friend, elder gentleman Professor Peter Wendy knows he records everything on video and writes her true tales in sexy stories Wendy tells below about her hot day at work and some of her hottest sexy dirty dreams Wonderful Wendy looks lovely: slender and sexy, short dress, wears panties but never any underwear Wendy has firm little tasty tits and has a few kinky fancies and fantasies for further love life Wendy is into 'smelly sex', suffering from a fancy for Bromadrosis or stink-feet from fine females Wendy loves she smell of her panties … especially after she wears them for three days in a row! Wendy has a great day at work in the shoe-shop which offers only long leather boots and high heels Wendy has an attractive client with long legs and she helps her out of her over-the-knee long boots Wendy gets wet from the smell of her feet and proposes her client to retire with her to the canteen Wendy knows well her client has seen her bare bald snatch under her sheer sexy see-through panties! Wendy seduces her and foot-fucks herself with the smelly foot, she comes hard squirting all over it Wendy loves to talk to trusted priest Professor Peter Poet about her fetishes, fancies and fantasies Wendy confesses to him that she sometimes wonders whether she wants to become a whore for foot-fucks? Wendy loves his wide open mind without any moral borders …
Janices story, the sequel.
Since Janice's story was published in this magazine (see Janice's Story, as told to William Humphries) many people have asked me about her, curious to know how she is getting on, and whether coming out, as it were, has made any difference to her life. A few have said that by continuing to have a lesbian relationship with Hilary she is being disloyal to her husband Pete, but I have always replied that one should not pass judgement on someone else's private life, and that what she does is entirely her affair. Quite by chance I bumped into Janice last week, and after the normal pleasantries, naturally I asked her whether the article had affected her life in any way. She seemed keen to talk to me, and this is a transcript of our conversation. ****** "Hullo Bill, it is a nice surprise to see you," she said, "I hope you have been keeping well, and how's Anne?" "I'm very well now," I replied, "and I have been writing about Anne and me for an online erotic stories site. I am trying something different this time, and I am telling the story in the style of one of the old Anglo Saxon epic poems. I have only completed the first part so far. Unfortunately, while Anne and I were on holiday in the US, I had an encounter with a bear which put me out of action in hospital for a while, so I have only just started on the second part. But enough about me, more importantly, how have you been getting on?" "Oh Bill, it is rather a long story, have you got some time?" "Of course," I replied, "why …
Sex Studio Secrets #18:: Sasha and Ashtyn-1
Sasha is as sexy as tall towering an inch over me, she introduces attractive Ashtyn tasty teen to me Ashtyn is still a virgin till one evening suddenly something very sexy hot happens to the tasty teen Her first erotic experience is a triple tongue fuck from sexy Sasha after her baby-sitting evening! She is too amazed to repay that debt the same night but she soon plans to even their mutual account Ashtyn invites Sasha for a common coffee to seduce her further and get her first fuck from strap-on Swedish Sasha is a fine friend, a cunning colleague writing tasty true sexy stories from her love life Ashtyn is unexpectedly her last conquer, whom she met as dod of a dear friend, hired her as babysitter Sasha comes home one night a bit tipsy from an evening out with friends, notices Ashtyns awesome bums Her heated hormones do the rest which goes fast from kissing to pulling her jeans down to tongue fuck Ashtyn enjoys three orgasms from her experienced tongue as a tip on top of her normal fee that night! Time to tell some more about these two lovely looking lesbian lovers in all their cunning contrasts Everything is very impressive at Sasha: raven black long hair, very tall and big firm boobs D-size Ashtyn is a petite pretty blonde beauty and completely inexperienced in making love with someone yet Cute little tits, shaven slit looking like the virgin she is until Sasha intimate initiates the teen Her hot first female lover is almost eight year older, soon she shall reach her …
Show4Us True Stories: Fun With Friends
Disclaimer: The following story is 100% true with no exaggerations or embellishments. The names have been changed to protect the privacy of other participants, who will only be referred to by initials. I was devastated immediately after ending a roller coaster of a relationship with a manipulative younger girl. In an effort to keep busy, I spent the following day with two close friends, K and B, who happen to be a lesbian couple. They witnessed more than their share of the torment I endured at the hands of my ex, and they were not fans of her. Throughout the day, they admonished me with I-told-you-sos and what-the-fuck-were-you-thinkings. Their honesty, though brutal, was somehow comforting. To fuel the dwindling fires of their assault, I shared one of the intimate details of my relationship: my ex would routinely joke that I had a small penis. While it never affected my confidence, I did always wonder what inspired the jab. Was it innocent, insincere teasing? Had she really seen some monster cocks in herextensive experience? Or was it another attempt at manipulation? That's what we all leaned towards, but who knew for sure? Our rant-filled day came to an end at their apartment, which was stocked with various bottled beverages known for their ability to decrease inhibitions (hopefully that was worded with enough finesse to avoid censorship). Another of their female friends, F, joined us for a card game. The loser of each hand had to take a shot of one of the aforementioned …
A Very Good Friend
The local salon had been good to Caty. At thirty-seven, she had built up a nice clientele, and enjoyed the time with her customers. A down-to-earth soul, she enjoyed the conversations and idle chatter while she transformed ordinary soccer moms into PTA starlets. Occasionally, the conversation was therapeutic for stylist and customer alike. Nearly one year removed from her divorce, she threw herself into her work, voraciously learning all the latest styling techniques and trends. Eventually, word spread and Caty was in high demand. Along the way, she had become pretty adept at forgetting her post-divorce loneliness. Lynora was one of Caty’s original clients. A mature and striking brunette, she simply had presence that filled a room. Perhaps it was her success as an account executive at a Big Five consulting firm, or her brash confidence as a woman who knows what she wants, but those who knew Lynora were either impressed or downright intimidated. Rumor has it her ex-husband was the latter. Over the years, the two formed a relationship beyond “client.” Caty appreciated Lynora’s tales of corporate politics, and was fascinated with the gossip out of the executive wing. Lynora, on the other hand, was struck with Caty’s ambition and passion for her craft, and had a soft spot for a recently-divorced woman trying to make it in the world. They were an unlikely pair, but it worked. From time to time, the two would go out for drinks, mostly gourmet martinis. Inevitably, more intimate …
at computer
This is my second entry here. If anyone knows an editor that may interested in looking over my stories before publication I would appreciate it you sent them my way./i] I see you sitting there at your computer, your back to me. I wonder what it is you are working on at this time of night and why you have your headphones on. I approach, staying silent on the deep carpeting. You do not hear me, you seem so engrossed with what is on the screen. Looking over your shoulder I am a little surprised to see the video you are watching. It appears you are watching a video of a couple of lesbians. The is a woman laying on her back with another between her legs. The quality looks homemade. I think I recognize the woman on her back. You still fail to realize I am behind you, or you know I am there and are pretending that I am not; either way your focus is on the screen. I realize then, that I do recognize the woman, it is your friend Lisa. You two have known each other for years. Looking down to the woman between her legs, I realize she looks familiar was well. She glances to the camera just then and it is your other from Brooke. She says something to the camera, but with the headphones on, I don’t know what it is. I am getting more and more excited as I watch the silent action on the screen. I look down and see your nipples are hard and pushing into your tank top. I reach around and cup your breasts in my hands. Your reaction proves you knew I was there. With a sigh you push your tits …
The ZOOphile – Part 1: The Zebra
Author's Note 1: This is the first installment in a 5-part series. However, because of the long hours that go into creating such stories, I need to ensure my time is remunerated or else I will no longer have the time to create such kinky tales. Because of this, only the first part is available for free. I am not trying to extort you and if you do not wish to pay to read the rest of this series, I fully understand. However, please avoid leaving hateful comments as it will only make you appear uncivilized. On a lighter note, I hope you enjoy. Author’s Note 2: Although this story can be read independently, it was created as a follow-up to the Doggy Style and the Hung Like a Stallion series. For full enjoyment—and to avoid spoilers—please read Doggy Style (Parts 1-5 + Bonus) and Hung Like a Stallion (Parts 1-5 + Bonus). *** The sun was still low in the sky, having only recently risen from behind the horizon. Still, its rays were powerful enough to shine down upon the large city that stood beneath. Smack-dab in the center of the urban settlement stood a massive zoo. Though mostly an endless open field divided into different habitats by high fences, dozens of different-sized buildings riddled the zoo grounds. Casually strolling along one of the hundreds of paths that meandered between the different habitats was a hot, eighteen-year-old nymphomaniac by the name of Barbie Lez. As she walked by habitat after habitat, the animals contained within looked her up and down, seemingly …
Bedding the Babysitter Ch 06
BEDDING THE BABYSITTER CHAPTER 6 Summary: Cheerleader Jenny goes on her first lesbian date. A summary of the first five parts (although if you have not read them, I highly suggest you do…especially part 3 for this one) Part 1: 18 year old Jenny is a shy, curious babysitter who is pulled into the lesbian lifestyle by her pretty, seductive neighbor and employer, Megan. Part 2: Jenny is taken out for a makeover where she meets her school crush (cheerleader Karen) and ends up the lesbian club (La Château) where she accepts unconditionally that she is a submissive lesbian. Part 3: Jenny, now a sub to cheerleading captain Karen, ends up becoming popular, sets new fashions, starts seducing a female teacher and ends up as the pet for a group of cheerleaders at a retreat. Part 4: Jenny attempts to complete her seduction of her pretty teacher. Part 5: Returning home, she walks in on her Mom who has submitted to Karen. Shocked, Jenny listens to how her mother became a sub just like her. Note 1: As always a great thanks to Estragon for his copy-editing of my work. His countless hours editing mine and other writers’ work is critical to the quality work available on this website. Another thanks to LaRascasse for his thoughtful suggestions. Note 2: A special thanks for the patience of my readers as this series has been a labour of love for me. And although I spend a lot of time on all my stories, this series is the one closest to my heart and thus I don’t release a chapter until I am …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 74: The Yoga Teacher
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-73”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… I have never understood people’s fascination with yoga. Give me a choice between trying to bend by body in ways it was not meant to in a room filled with sweaty people or going for a relaxing run in the fresh air and I will pick the ladder each and every time. Then again, that could be because running always helps me relax and gives my usually busy mind a break. But this fantasy is not about running and if you think it is, I recommend going back to the start and reading the title again. Given what I just said, you are probably wondering how I could possibly have ended up attending a yoga class. The simple answer is: My friend convinced me to accompany …
The Challenge 3: The Only Woman
Author’s note: While this could be a standalone story, the first two aren’t required reading to follow this, it may be helpful as they share some characters and locations. If you read the first two, you may recognize those cameos. The events of this story are happening during the same time period as the previous challenge stories. This one begins in March, while the other two begin in January of the same year. This was a fun challenge for me as well. I challenged myself to write a story featuring lesbian incest sex – something I had never done before. Editing thanks go to Todger65. The Challenge 3: The Only Woman Chapter 1 Elle was on the treadmill at the gym. She was controlling her breathing, exhaling slowly out of her mouth, sweat beads forming on her forehead, making their way down her face. She switched to the elliptical machine, her thighs glistening with sweat, moving and pumping her legs with each step. Elle thought for a moment that he might see her tight yoga shorts, sports bra, toned and exposed midriff, and finally, after months of chatting, innocent flirting, hanging out for the occasional post-workout protein shake, that he would agree to come over to her home. Elle didn’t want to be his girlfriend. Guessing he was around 30, she felt he was far too old for her, especially since she’d be leaving for college in the fall. In the back of her mind she hoped that maybe, just maybe, he wouldn’t mind having a little fun for the spring and summer before she left in …
The Slime Pit at The O Club
WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2014 by The Technician. Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * * * * * * * * * * * Sally Winters was standing in the middle of her college dorm room slowly shaking her head from side to side. She couldn’t believe what her dorm mates, Kelly, Tawana, and Julie were asking her. “No!” she said loudly in disbelief. “I don’t want to go down to The O Club with you tonight and experience the divine decadence of The Slime Pit.” She …
I Surrender
I Surrender “Baby, I'm home." I heard her voice coming from the front door. “At the kitchen, honey!" I stated and smiled as I listen to her footsteps. Nostalgia ate me as I immediately recognized her perfume and remembered the day I completely surrender to her. *** I'm Chris. 16 years and a senior highschool with my bestfriend, Jessica to a coed highschool. I'm bisexual, both attracted to boys and girls but I admit to myself, girls make me more wet than boys do. I'm a sexual person. Often read sex stories to satisfy up my libido. Or I masturbate. There are plenty of kinds of sex stories I had read. Lesbian, rape, rope, sub/dom, bestiality. But the one I liked—love—the most is Lesbian. It just suits my taste. So here's the deal with my story. I, Chris, is inlove with my bestfriend, Jessica for 3 years. Of course, being bestfriends with her, I can't tell her my feelings for I'm sure, it will ruin what we have. Jessica have quite a heartbreaking love history. Like me, she's a bisexual as well. She loves a person so much it even gets me frustrated sometimes and mind you, frustrating me is one hell of a work. She was the kind of person to follow her heart without thinking of what might happen. While me on the other hand, is the rational one. I don't do things that risk me, my emotions or other. I was the kind of girl who yearns for control, both in situation and in mind. I was the kind of person who will view everything in every angle to prevent casualties. It was an ordinary …
Why I dislike most porn -3
I have seen a lot of it – Some is quite good – See here my more than ten thousand favourite videos! I have seen also many videos without acting or directors, why are they always better than pro-porn? I am amazed as pleased by extreme success of the first episode with over fifteen thousands readers! I especially like the serious and lengthy feedback in some of the comments which invoke my interest I am keeping half an eye on the second installment, very well read so far in first few hours up I am still wondering why so many showed their 'likes' of first and only one friend for part two I will list below more categories where well intended 'amateur'-shoots are almost always a failure I will list alternatives and explain why those takes can not possibly fail in any way whatsoever! I rarely look anymore at videos called "(See) My Girlfriend" and I will tell you why I stopped I know that in 99% of cases the 'girlfriend' is anybody's girlfriend: a cute cam-girl being taped I pity those lonely guys who maybe still never ever had a real girlfriend to love and make love to I pity even more those poor morally wrestling minds of those who would refer to her as 'cam-whore' I know as well that they undress and act solo-sex on camera mainly for money (only beginners come) If these frusto's are consequent they will call all girls which appear in favourite video 'whores' I wonder if these are the same guys who actually visit women for sex for money or don't they dare?I advise you to become …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 61: The Sapphic Wedding (Part 4)
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-60”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… The wedding day had finally arrived. No one had told Lexxi about her fiancée’s drunken incident and the couple was getting ready for the happiest day of their lives. I was sitting in the second row, waiting for the brides to arrive. We had been waiting for quite some time and I was starting to get worried. Had something happened? Had someone told Lexxi what had happened at Nikki’s bachelorette party? Had she called off the wedding? But all of my fears vanished the second the bridal chorus started playing. As I turned to glance at the back of the church, I realized something. It was my first time attending a lesbian wedding and I had no idea what to expect. …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 57: The Sapphic Wedding (Part 1)
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-57”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… Two of my friends were getting married. For the purposes of this story, let’s call them Lexxi and Nikki. As their names indicate, they were lesbians. And that meant two bridesmaids, two bachelorette parties and two strippers. Luckily, I was not a close enough friend to be a bridesmaid. I say luckily, because I think marriage is a total and utter waste of time and money and being part of one would make me a hypocrite. But that did not mean I refused when I was asked to find the strippers for the bachelorette parties. Unfortunately, I had never been to a strip club and had absolutely no idea how to go about hiring a stripper. Fortunately, you can now find …
My Wife Does It on Her Own
I have been interested in having a threesome or a foursome with my wife for many years now. It hasn't happened yet and she has been not wanting sex very often for a long time. I let her know that she is beautiful and sexy and that many men appreciate her sexual beauty. She has had many female friends in the past that were lesbians, and they also appreciated her beauty and wanted her sexually. Some still do. I know underneath her doubting and denial of her beauty she does appreciate having sexual attention and knows she has good looks. She has told me many times that the best sex she has had in her life has always been when she was having a one night stand or just a short sexual relationship with no strings attached. I have suggested that she try to do that again but she said that it would not make her feel that way anymore because she is married now. We have been together for twenty six years and she has never had any other men since then. Although she has close lesbian friends, she has always told me should could never do anything sexual with a woman. I have questioned my thoughts of swinging or a threesome and felt a little dirty and wrong for having the desire. She definitely did not make me feel good about it when I brought it up. When I found Lush Stories I realized that my feelings were not wrong and many people share these thoughts and actually do act on them. I thank all of the people here that have helped me with this realization. I met a person on Lush who lives not …
Reading Porn at the Library
Writing porn is usually a very lonely process, and if it weren't for the great encounters some of my stories are based on, and the great encounters that follow some of my stories, I wouldn't be doing it. This is about some of the more unexpected outcomes of forays into smut. My friend Novella, upon hearing that I'm also a writer of porn, thought it would be a great idea to organize an "intimate reading" at the library she works for. At first I was skeptical, especially about the audience and if they would be really aware of what they'd be in for, but she seemed so enthusiastic about it and didn't see any problems with it that I finally agreed. From what I understood, the event was mainly advertised in the lesbian community and the posters made sure this was an "adult, no holds barred, all pussies leaking" event on porn, unabashed, unashamed, without the pretentious mask of "erotica" or the word "sensual" in it. It was an event about getting hot, and getting off. To my surprise, there was an actual little crowd on the evening of the reading. Novella introduced me, beaming visibly for excitement. She was dressed unusually tastefully and nice for her, wearing a tunic-like teal dress that was flowing nicely down her figure, stretching a little around her wide thighs. The blue streaks in her short black hair were only faintly visible in the spotlight and she actually wore decent makeup behind her glasses – thin eyeliner and some mascara that showed her beautiful long lashes. …
auntie and her little toy
As with all my stories these are truthful recollections of things past, except for the ones which are fantasies (lol) – you choose which you think they are! Names are real in the hope that the people involved will read about themselves and get in touch, (except where because of reasons that should be obvious, it could cause the person to be put in an embarrassing situation) If you enjoy them please give them the thumbs up; if you really like them please comment and if you REALLY like them mail me and I’ll tell you more than I can put here! And if you recognise yourself – get in touch Ok, just in case some one gets all out shape with this story, it’s made up – well most of it is, well some of it is, well a little bit is – hahaha – you choose which bits. The rest is real! My story takes place in a large country house in Staffordshire. My cousin Deborah is getting married. I’ve not had much contact with auntie or cousin(s) since they moved away some 20 years ago, except for the occasional Christmas get together. I was surprised to be invited to be honest. But I wasn’t considered close enough to be invited to stay at the country house where everyone was stay and the wedding taking place. Oh no, I was at a B&B some 10 miles away. It was all very formal and posh. We were all told beforehand the dress code for the wedding, the afternoon reception and the evening disco. Formal dress for the wedding, top hat and tails for the groom and his entourage, all the same dresses for the …
The making of Nikki Sanderson
Early 2009 was a strangely frustrating time for Nikki Sanderson as she was feeling really pissed off with her life even though she was quite busy and making good money. Her numerous boyfriends had so far never seemed to quite gel with her and she had struggled to really enjoy her time with them as much as she had hoped it might being a true romantic. She couldn’t put her finger on the problem which made her so irritated but something was missing. At the time she couldn’t even share these issues with her close friend and fellow actress Tiny O’Brien either as Tina was engrossed in her new baby and wasn’t available as much as in the past for their usual girlie chats. Nikki had always enjoyed a strong sex drive and she’d lost her virginity soon after becoming an actress. Although she’d had numerous liaisons with lads and had plenty of sex, there just seemed to be something missing and Nikki had learnt to be careful when she followed her quest for her “missing link” that she didn’t get compromised by the media pack who liked to follow her every movement. These parasites had caused enough trouble making up stories about her life even though 99% were untrue but there was no recourse to any regulator for her and her friends as it was and still is seen as part of the job in show business. Since she’d left Coronation Street in 2005 she’d done quite a few TV roles including one in 2006 where she appeared tastefully naked in a short drama called “Strictly Confidential”. Her latest role …
A Back Rub For Julia Ch. 05
"So, how long have you two been together?" My parents had left for the day already, and we were talking casually. I was seated between them on the couch. I must be the luckiest guy on the planet. "What do you mean by together?" My sister Katie countered with a grin. She loves verbal gymnastics. Julia giggled. "How long have you been licking each other to orgasm? Is that question clear enough for you?" Julia positively erupted with peals of laughter. "Sophomore year, right around Christmas. Julia had just broken up with Ian, and I didn't have a boyfriend…" "So I held her down, and ate her snatch until she became a lesbian!" Julia declared in a loud voice. "I am not a lesbian. I have had two fulfilling relationships with men." Katie looked mildly pissed, which could only mean that this is a sensitive subject. "Your relationship with Donnie wasn't so fulfilling," Julia scoffed. "He couldn't even make you have a decent orgasm." I smiled as the two beautiful teens emphatically traded verbal blows. "His lack of technique doesn't make me a lesbian. I certainly didn't have any trouble with orgasms last night, or this morning." Katie's smile spread across her face; apparently, she thought that she had proven her point. "No shit, K," her friend retorted. "I'm surprised that your parents didn't hear, the way you two were going at it." Julia stood up, as if to emphasize her point. "So you two have been bisexual since sophomore year?" I cut there argument short by restating my point. …