It had been so long since we had seen each other. The wonders of modern technology had meant we had kept in touch but so many years had passed since we had seen each other face to face. So much had happened in that time. I drove down the road nervously, not knowing what the next 24 hours would bring. The hotel was easy enough to find, an old Victorian building in the middle of nowhere, her tastes showing through, no paper thin walled boxes allowed, expensive though not prohibitive. As I turned into the car park I wondered if she was there yet, not knowing what she drove now, probably a family car but of good make. I parked and got out of the car, grabbing my overnight bag and wandering in, suddenly feeling very conspicuous in my sloppy trousers and ... Read More»

Paula rose, dressing quickly; she seemed not to notice Linda's crying for a few minutes. "I used to get like that after climaxing," she said at last, misjudging Linda's tears for a natural response after cumming. Linda sniffled back her tears, "I'll be ok in a minute," Linda lied, the full impact of her actions dawning on her. Paula walked to the door, "I'll see you later at the party, got to go, don't want to miss anything," she said before turning and leaving the room. Linda lay, still naked, on the bed. What now, she thought, she would have to cover it up, somehow; deny everything. Could Paula be trusted? And what of her husband? Could she pretend nothing had happened? Linda's mind was in turmoil as she dressed. She decided to go straight home. ... Read More»

Lulu May lived on a farm bordering on Mary's farm. Though older, she was still sucking off two lucky lads every schoolday, Monday to Friday. In the evenings she frequently met young men out behind the barn or down by the river and managed to get her full share of fucking as well. But weekends were different. The boys played baseball or went fishing, and Lulu May often found herself devoid of prick on Saturday and Sunday. That was why she started fucking the sheepdog. Mary and her little lamb had fallen to a sexual encounter more or less by accident. Mary had been fingerfucking herself. The ram had been looking for a sexy sheep. Fate had thrown them together. But Lulu May was a different kettle of fish. She had deliberately decided that ... Read More»

Natasha Wagstaffe stepped out of the taxi in front of the hospital where Cleo worked. She sniffed. It was hot. After the coolness of the cab the heat hit her hard. She could feel a dribble of sweat run down her spine. Dallas, a city in a desert. Her brother, David and his band, Artwork, were due to play there the following day. It would be the last show on their current tour. She remembered the previous year when she had been persuaded to play on a number of their dates while they recruited a replacement keyboard player. Staring out upon thousands of faces. She had nearly frozen the first nights. But with practise and the encouragement of the others she had had learned to enjoy it. The hardest part was getting rid of the tension that built up inside ... Read More»

"Ah, that was awesome, babe," exclaimed my boyfriend, Hank. His sweaty and hairy body rolled off of me and flopped to his side where he proceeded to fall asleep, just like he does every time we have sex. I cringed and pulled the blankets over my body, keeping them tight around my neck. I always felt so used and unsatisfied whenever we made love. It was to the point where I didn't even call it that anymore. Everything about Hank pretty much repulsed me. His cigarette breath, chapped lips, hairy chest and smelly feet made me want to gag every time he came near me. The funny thing was that Hank had always been like that, I just never paid attention before. I had decided that I just couldn't stay in the same bed with him with thoughts like that. So I quietly ... Read More»

Nicole awoke in her room. She was an undergraduate at University in her second year and, for the past six months, had been house sharing with Carrie, her friend of many years. Nicole had been out late last night, and had come in to what seemed to be a row between Carrie and her boyfriend in the room next door. Nicole had not interfered, but as her mind was drawn to it, she wanted to check that her friend was OK. On the other hand, she just wanted to lie in bed for a bit. She lay there, listening to the trickle of water down her window - it was raining again. Thoughts ran round her head, and ever so slowly, her hand crept down to her crotch. She had no idea why she wanted to do this, but she knew that it would feel good. Sliding in a finger, she sighed gently, ... Read More»

I love watching her in the kitchen. The precision with which her hands move as she prepares even the simplest of dishes is nothing short of sensual. She is truly dedicated to food, taste, and art. We have been friends since grade school, so it surprised no one when we got an apartment together during our second year of college. We were compatible - the best of friends, and our talents complimented each other's. Furthermore, neither of us was in committed relationships which allowed us both freedom within the apartment. One Saturday, I slept in as usual. By the time I showered and dressed, it was already past noon. My door faced the kitchen, and when I walked out, I stopped dead. I had to shake my head to assure myself of what I saw. Amy was standing in the ... Read More»

Tonight was the night. I didn't care if I was sinning myself, or my damn husband. Tonight was for me and her only. We would meet as soon as the sun set, and then we'd begin the rides. Friday: 7:00 p.m. I hate lying. Especially to my family. To my husband. He was a quiet, peaceful guy who only said the truth - and that was why I had a problem. I had been married to Keith for 7 years, ever since I was 20 years old, and I did love him a lot. But from the beginning, he wasn't afraid to speak his mind. If I looked terrible, he'd go out of his way to make sure he told me so. On our wedding day, he saw me for the first time in my gown and told me my necklace didn't fit well with the dress and said it made me look horrible. I felt ugly the entire ceremony. ... Read More»

Across the fertile green fields came a moving scene that might have been an illustration for a nursery rhyme. A sweet little girl with golden ringlets, wearing a gingham dress and a bonnet with a pink ribbon, walked across the rolling land, and at her heels followed an adorable lamb. But a closer inspection would have showed it a strange sort of nursery rhyme -- more of an adult tale -- because the sweet little girl was flushed with passion and her pussy was steaming between her thighs and the adorable little lamb was, in fact, a lusty ram with a big prick looping from his fleecy loins. Mary was on her way to visit Lulu May Dickens and to ask her advice about fucking animals. � Mary had enjoyed jerking the ram off, and she had adored sucking him off, ... Read More»

Susan was a young woman who enjoyed the finer things in life. Cordon Bleu food, designer clothes, cellared wines, as well as various forms of art. It was due to her interest in the arts that she had become involved as a volunteer at Hilton Galleries. Although her involvement was limited to leading a guided tour through the ‘touring arts’ gallery every few weeks, it suited her well, as her main employment was as a receptionist at a busy medical practice. At least at the gallery, she may meet ‘the man of her dreams’. John, her partner of 2 years, had debated that backpacking around the World was more important to him than settling down, so after much discussion, they had decided to go their separate ways, and see what the future had in store for each of them . ... Read More»

Melissa lay on the couch between Dana and Bella, looking up breathlessly at Anna. The older girl stood at the foot of the staircase and eyed the three of them hungrily. She reached up with one leather clad hand and tossed her wavy red hair to one side. The black leather gloves matched her thigh-high heeled boots, the perfect accessories to her sheer body suit. Anna's full lips curled into her wickedest smile as her free hand slid its way down her body to the opening in the body suit between her legs. Her gloved hand wrapped around the huge red dildo that somehow protruded straight out from her pussy and gave it a few rubs. She raised her long, sleek cigarette holder to her lips and inhaled. "Are you girls ready for this?" she asked, stroking the fake cock. ... Read More»

June Walker fidgeted nervously in her seat while waiting for Dr. Sherman. "How did she get herself into these things?!?" she asked under her breath while staring at the sweeping second hand of the clock on the wall. She was lost in thought when she was ripped back to reality when the door to the office burst open and Dr. Wendy Sherman swept into the room! "Hello," the doctor said with wide smile, "I'm Dr. Sherman and you must be June!" Dr. Sherman's easy manner quickly put June at ease. She returned the smile and replied, "I'm glad to meet you, doctor." Wendy Sherman donned a pair of wire rimmed glasses and scanned the first several pages of June's file. "It says here that your divorced," Wendy said. "Did ... Read More»

Ryan woke at 9 am to the chill of a thick foggy Saturday morning. She had forgotten to close the window last night and the room had a slightly condensed, damp smell to it. She lie on her back, pulling up the blanket and gazing at the nick she sustained on her left index finger last night at work. Sharp knives, dull pain. She had to quickly mow down more parsley as garnish because not enough had been done during prep. The new kid on garde manger wasn't working out. Alison hadn't been around for the past couple of days. This would be the third night of her shift at the station. Though Ryan had enjoyed having the place to herself, she became lonely at times. Constant banter wasn't necessary, but knowing another is near is reassuring. She and Alison understood one ... Read More»

My friends had suggested I needed a vacation. It had been nearly two years since my jerkface shitwad ex-husband had walked out on me and the kids. I had worn myself ragged trying to keep up with all the schedules, homework and extra-curriculars, then trying to keep up with my own job - forget trying to have a life of my own. Dickface had picked up the kids - with his "perky" girlfriend in tow - for the summer and I had some time to myself. Narda and Margo had practically phoned the airline themselves and booked my flight to New Orleans. I had thought we were all going together until the night before the trip when as I was packing I found out they had tricked me. I was going solo. It would cost me more than I paid for the ticket to cancel it now, those bitches! ... Read More»

Being an airline stewardess has its advantages, you get to travel to exotic new places, help people, and...(best of all) pick up on some of the foxiest ladies anywhere in the world. I thought to myself as I gazed at my pretty young co-worker. Sarah Richardson certainly fit that description. She was a short, shapely and well-endowed brunette--quite a delectable sight, Nancy mused as they served dinner to the passengers. I loved the way Sarah's tight, dark navy skirt hugged the smooth, pear-shaped curves of her ass when she bent down to ask a passenger's meal preference. And I knew she was not the only person on the plane to notice the way Sarah's full breasts filled the white blouse of her uniform. Quite a few men--and some women--did a double take when the ... Read More»