When Jill woke she found herself strapped to a bed, nude and spread eagle. Standing around her were several women, also nude. “What’s going on?” Jill said, confused. A beautiful redhead, with a shapely figure stepped forward. “My name is Erika. Welcome. You have been sponsored into our lesbian society.” “But I’m not gay!” Jill
I’m at the beginning of the 60s, worked hard and a lot, and I’m sure I was lucky, so I could fulfill a dream a few years ago and buy a house in the south of France. Of course, I’ve also put a lot of time and work into renovation, but I’m satisfied: house with
A few days ago, my girlfriend, Emma, and I and some friends were due to travel to France for a weekend. We had booked cabins for the outward journey, and were due to share with two friends. However at the last minute, one of our friends cancelled, leaving us sharing with John, a good friend
Elaine awoke from her nap glad to be off from work even if it was for a Doctor’s appointment. It was time for her annual physical. Elaine always dreaded these exams; they were so private, so intimate, but knew they were necessary. She wanted to take a long shower and prepare herself. It was almost
When I first got married, I honestly thought I could remain faithful to my husband Jared. I was wild and sex crazy before we met, and I was sure I had gotten that out of my system. But not long into our marriage I realized that one dick would never be enough for a cock
Karen. My cousin. Sweet flesh of my flesh. She has entered my dreams so often, I smell her in the soft folds of her slips and the humid little panties I snatch from her laundry. She is beautiful in a way that defies my understanding. Desirable and magnetic beyond my will to resist her. Tiny
We’d fought about a tiny little thing. It was what we were going to do for the holidays. I wanted the Maldives, he wanted Europe. He stormed out after it got ugly. Fuck him. I would show him I wasn’t going to sit around and waiting for him. I dressed hot. Short skirt, silky blouse,
A woman and her boyfriend get into deep trouble when he has to leave her helpless and alone for just a short while. I happened to hit your site accidentally when looking for something totally unrelated. I’m not into bondage or any other fetish but I do have a story that I could add to
I was 20 years old and living in my first apartment for almost a year. I had graduated from high school about 2 years prior and had immediately landed my first position in the business department of a large lumber corporation. There was a company branch site in my hometown, a large metropolis in the
Recovering from my accident took a long time. It was frustrating because I’ve always made a point of keeping fit and here I was barely able to move. I spent many hours with the physiotherapist. She seemed to take an almost sadistic pleasure in making me find the re-use of my body. But eventually my
He picked up the phone and dialed a number. Then he paused a moment, listened, and put the receiver back in its cradle. No more than a minute later he heard a loud groan coming from somewhere in the house. And then he heard quick, tiny footsteps rushing towards the study. He turned in his
Margaret Wallace was your average, everyday housewife. She was born and raised in Queens, NY. She got married right out of high school at the age of 19 to her high school sweetheart, David. They were perfect for each other. They actually waited until their wedding night before they had sex. They were two young
Jamie and Carol finally reached their campsite. They hiked up from the parking lot about eight miles into the mountains that day and were excited to stop for the evening. Jamie and Carol were college students at the local university. They had met during last semester and quickly became friends. Jamie was 19, Asian-American, about
Madeleine was working late with her new boss Deirdre. They’d been working late for two weeks trying to tidy the mess left by the previous manager. At last they’d cleared the backlog. Deirdre sighed, looked directly at Madeleine, and stretched up her arms – her large soft breasts pushed forward in her skintight jumper making
Let’s start by telling you that I love my car. It’s a shiny, black, 1994 BMW 850 that I have babied for all the years I’ve owned it. Most people mistake it for a new car when they see it, which I consider the ultimate compliment. And, up until six days ago, I had enjoyed