After a long shower where I replayed the final seduction of my mother, I smiled at how successful it had been. I then shifted my focus to the next part of my master plan…to seduce Olivia. I got out of the shower, tossed on a robe and went to mom’s room with an idea of
Me and sally were finally going to go trick or treating on our own without our parents, I was really exited because sally said that she had a plan to get extra candy now that there were no parents around, I was going to be a witch this Halloween I was putting on my witch
Jamie flopped back onto the bed, smiling to herself. She rolled onto her side and looked at Kelsey, her legs still spread and the evidence of the night’s pleasure glistening on her thighs. Jamie ran a hand over her friend’s stomach and snuggled up to her side, laying her head on her shoulder as she
My name is Samantha, everyone calls me Sam. I’m 18 years old, 5’6” with an athletic figure, short dirty blonde hair, 34D breasts and an ass to die for. I love to be outside, either playing soccer or going for long bike rides on the beach. Living not even five minutes from the beach certainly
Mike and Diana had been married a long time and the candle had blown out. Life was routine and love and lust were suspended at best. They followed a pattern. Monday to Friday, home from work, something to eat, dishes in the washer and then they separated to their own rooms, Diana to what had
“No worries, it happens,” I told her outside the playschool. That was the first time we met. Her son and my daughter had had a fight, just a kiddie thing, nothing to worry about. She invited me for coffee and I accepted readily. We chatted and laughed the whole morning. I noticed a thrill running
I was 21 years old when I decided to finally try sex with another girl. I had thought about it since I was a pre-teen, but had never had the courage to attempt anything, mainly because I was afraid the word would get out all over town. A little background info: My parents were in
Cool night air drifted through the open window, pleasantly chilling her warm, damp, freshly showered skin. She stepped into the bedroom, wrapping her towel tightly around herself as she walked between her bed and the bathroom wall to the open window. She stood before the window closing her eyes and breathing deeply of the clean
The blonde sitting over there at the desk – that’s Vanessa. She looks fabulous for her thirty-two years. Hourglass figure, curves in all the right places. Well turned out in her heeled ankle boots and tight black pants. There’s something about her that tells you she’s in charge here. Perhaps it’s the way she wears
She knocked on my door just as I was giving final instructions to the babysitter, a spectacular feat of timing when you consider she’d come all the way from Texas. I flung open the door and she swarmed over me in a hug. It’s really kind of like that, there’s very nearly a foot’s difference
University is complicated no matter the circumstances, but for Nick Kotsopoulous it was all that much harder. Leaving her family and all that she’d ever known, she traveled half way across the world for the chance of expanding her horizons by getting her doctorate in English from Yale University. The decision was a hard one
Jane had just signed the divorce papers. It was both sad and a relief at the same time. Her husband, now ex-husband had become increasingly manipulative, his emotion regulation skills seemed to be degenerating and every time he was angry or sad he blamed it on her, as if it was her job to shield
I was standing at my car, trying to open the door but I couldn’t find my keys. I thought I had lost them, but then I remembered setting them down on the sink when I went to the bathroom. Turning back towards the bar, I realized that I have had too much to drink. As
She sat across from me in our little cabin staring out the window, watching the countryside fly by. How could she look so peaceful and not be worried about anything? I absolutely hated to take the train. It didn’t help that there was a crash last week. We were going to be on the train
The girls needed more hot underwear so we decided one Saturday morning to hotfoot it over to the mall and visit the local lingerie shop. The saleslady regarded us curiously, a man and two women. Her name was Sally, according to her name clip, and I was regarding her curiously too. She was one of