"On the road to find out what I want"
The sun was warming me up a little after feeling rather chilly. Even so I was lying there without clothes. I was taking advantage of the local nudity laws. It felt so good to lie there and feel the breeze...
"Kacie has her heart broken, but quickly finds comfort in the arms of her mum's best friend."
Kacie rushed into the house, slamming the door behind her before the sound of her feet slammed up the stairs; several steps at a time. Shay heard the disturbance and stepped into the hallway, just catching the tail ends of...
"A frustrated housewife finds passion in her local gym"
This is the story of how a lonely, frustrated life was changed one day in the most unexpected of places.5'5", long wavy strawberry blonde hair, turquoise eyes, DD cup breasts, voluptuous hour-glass figure. Lonely, depressed, repressed, frustrated, trapped, controlled, engaged....
"Chapter 2 - Kris"
The excitement began on the Sunday night before going to bed; realizing I'd be seeing her tomorrow evening with no solid plans but to simply "hang out". I was preparing my outfit mentally, considering the hot weather to come and...
"Two career girls re-kindle their intense past with erotic results!"
The business world was coming to terms with Brexit and the clocks had just gone back, when the envelope landed on my desk. My boss had been acting a bit oddly when I come to think about it, and I...
"Tender waking moments that cannot be forgotten"
The first thing I am conscious of is how her knee slips along my thigh, her tummy presses slightly into my bottom, as she spoons into me. Then I feel the little kiss that she plants on my shoulder; right...
"Mary is struggling to write an erotic lesbian story but gets help from her neighbour - or does she?"
“Damn,” she shouted to herself as her middle finger hit the delete key on her MacBook. She had spent the whole night trying to write her first lesbian erotic story for publication on the RedSite, which she had joined to...
Silence, I hate the silence. I hate what it does to me, I hate that it gives me time to think. I don’t like to churn things over in my head as it makes me start to worry and heaven...
This is a true story about me when I was thirty weeks pregnant. A little about me, first. I'm five-foot-six, about one hundred and thirty pounds when I am not pregnant and size 34D. The story started with a call from one...
"My Mistress rewards me with a golden gift"
I serve a golden goddess. You look at my proud blue eyes, alabaster skin and raven hair, my taut body and high proud breasts and acknowledge that I am out of your league. You are right, and you are wrong....
