Kate was taken to breakfast. She was washed first, again in milk, this time by the old woman, who did her hair and her face for her, washing her like she was a small child, with Kate resisting, but not completely, for she knew she must let the woman do her work lest she be
I was washing the dishes one day. I’m Christina by the way. When my girlfriend Courtney walked in the room completely naked. She pressed herself against my back as I continued to do dishes she kissed my neck and raised the back on my shirt so she could press her bare 32b breasts against my
“Over here, Cynthia. These are definitely my most interesting specimens,” Auntie Anne called, as she stopped in front of several potted vines. I was under-whelmed. My Aunt had just come back from a solo botanical expedition to the upper Amazon, and she was showing off her exotic finds. Sure, she looks all Laura Croft, but
My morning started out as usual, I made my husband and son breakfast and got them off to work and school respectively; then I made decision that would come to change my life. My son is eight; I have been married nine years, am thirty years old, stand five foot seven inches tall, brunette with
I was sitting at my desk at work when a friend of mine called, whom I had not seen for months. We had been close for a few years and lately our paths had not crossed. She had fallen in love with a guy and I was still just dating a few guys. During the
My name is Christine. I’m twenty-six, single and work in marketing support for a high-tech computer company. I had to go to Las Vegas for a four-day trade show, and at the end of the first day of standing in heels talk- ing to customers for ten hours, my feet and legs were killing me.
After a heavy day’s shopping they needed to relax. They went into the bedroom and kicked off their shoes and took off their frocks. Amira flopped on the bed in her bra, garter-belt and panties. Shanna sat on the side of the bed in her white silk teddy. She undid Amira’s garters and as Amira
It was the last class of the day and Marla was tired. Being a phys-ed instructor at St. Mary’s high school was a demanding job and the girls had been especially troublesome. Spring probably had some- thing to do with the rambunctious nature of her charges, but all their energy was wearing her out. Also,
It was an impulse. One of those whims that strike suddenly, leaving them helpless. They had to stop. They had to have ice cream! Double dip cones, hand made ice cream. Giggling like a couple of kids, they slid into the only available booth, one in the back corner of the store. “You’re getting all
“Where’s Joanna,” asked Peggy, “she’s always late?!?” Judith smirked a little and responded cattily, “Doesn’t Frank have Wednesdays off, if he does, I think we all know what she’s up to!” The three at the table all chuckled at that one, but it was Susan who came to Joanna’s defense when she opined, “Let’s not
I guess my sex life began one day during the summer of my thirteenth year as I was doing my chores. I was in my brother’s room putting away his clean clothes, and I found a stack of porno- graphic magazines in his underwear drawer. Out of curiosity as to what could be so great
As I stood next to the train tracks watching my boyfriend drive away, I thought to myself why do I always hookup with the assholes? We had been out dancing at the local bar when we got in an argument over the price of eggs in china (well he had been drinking a lot) which
“I’ve never experienced an orgasm,” my roommate Anna confessed. I looked at her, surprised. She was a pretty, firm-breasted blonde with long, straight hair that she kept in a pair of heavy braids. Her serious blue eyes were highlighted by her white-gold eyebrows and flawless complexion. I shifted uneasily in my chair as I involuntarily