“Finally,” Brenda sighed. Another late night at the office was behind her. And the project was finished. She was relieved, and happy to go home. She’d sleep in a little tomorrow, to celebrate. She glanced at the clock. 12:30 AM. How did it get so late? She picked up the phone and called her husband.
In some areas of the world or country, a lesbian couple is not considered so out of the ordinary. However, in some Midwestern towns, the idea of lesbians is still practically taboo and is very rarely seen out in the open. Such was the case where Beth and Becky Henderson lived. Even rarer was it
Genie and I were both 18 years old. We’d had several dates already, and there was plenty of chemistry between us. But although we both worked, we both still lived with our parents. We had made out a lot, but hadn’t gone all the way. We wanted to, but the timing had always been wrong,
After pizza by candlelight, he calls me over to sit on his lap. I settle my pantied bottom across his thighs and put my arms around the back of his big neck. We talk and kiss, doing less and less of the former, until we’re doing almost exclusively the latter. Meanwhile his hands have found
Jaszby Cowlishaw had made a great success in America but he was still haunted by things that happened to him in Lockley, a small town in Derbyshire, England. The problem was, as a schoolboy, Jaszby tended to fall hopelessly in love at the drop of a hat. Unfortunately, he fell for the meanest most spiteful
“It’s a pretty good life,” Carrie thought as she stood looking at the rising sun through the kitchen window. She was 23 years old, had graduated from college, married. Both she and her husband Dzsepapper had good jobs. They weren’t rich, but certainly comfortable for a young couple. Dzsepapper was a great guy. He didn’t
It’s really not all Bob’s fault I’m the way I am, but he’s mostly to blame. During those early first years of our marriage I was so shy I wouldn’t even undress in front of him and we never made love with the lights on. I know it sounds funny, but since I turned 13
In the tiny room behind the stage, a young girl sat. Her bare legs were tightly crossed; she flicked her free foot nervously. A black pump tottered from her toes. Now and then she flexed her foot and the shoe like an obedient dog snapped to her heel. She would hold it like that for
Kim had married Joe right out of high school. They had been married almost fifteen years now and Kim felt like their marriage was in a rut. They seldom had sex and when they did it seemed more like a chore than pleasure. While Joe was an energetic lover he wasn’t much on the preparation
We were a newly married couple, I was 20 and my pretty little wife Helen was only 18. She had been listening to older women chatting at the hairdressers about wife swapping and had been turned on by it. She eagerly told me all the gory details that she had heard and seeing that I
We never thought we would be telling anyone about our love, but we finally decided to let the world in on our little secret. It started about a year ago and has continued through the school year. In fact, almost everyone thinks we’re married, instead of brother and sister. We’ll tell our own stories so
When we were a new couple, pretty young, 20 and 19, we had an insatiable appetite for sex. Even having kids very young did not slow down the wife and me. In some ways, it made us more adventurous, trying to find time to sneak away and get a little was an ongoing game. We
We all stumbled out of the cab and began walking up the drive way while my friend Megan paid the driver. It was my 22nd birthday, and we managed to drink at every bar downtown. We finally had gotten back to Ali’s house and we were all pretty intoxicated. One by one we plopped down
We meet at a restaurant and sit across from each other. I notice that you’re not wearing a bra underneath your top. The waitress brings two drinks and I watch you place your fingers on each side of the glass and stroke it with your fingers and make erotic patterns on the glass. I also
I had fantasised about watching Mary being used by other men many times, it had become an obsession almost. In role-play and sex games it had come up time and again and I knew she also wanted it, but always pulled back. She was “afraid of losing control” and not being able to stop. The