"The girls make it to London."
Charlotte was surprised but relieved that her parents had agreed she could go to London to check out the Art College at Open Day. They’d said they’d pay for the bus, and they’d even provide some spending money.Emma had spoken...
"Who will win the favor of that Packing Pretty Pixie. Could it be me?"
I knew She was packing when I met Her. Yes, I know the T-gurls come in here, and some are pretty, but they bulge according to nature. The male tree goes up and it goes down, rising and falling according...
"Riding in the back seat."
I hide behind the seat, hand down my pants, trying to bring myself off before my stop. I finger fuck myself faster and faster. I can feel my juices dripping into the seat of my jeans. I will have fun...
"The girls are mastering the lifestyle they've chosen to live. It's all staring to work out."
At last, Jill's finally able to relax again, knowing she's done everything she needs to do to get her business idea off the ground. Allie's relieved to see Jill taking it easy, it's been stressful for both of them. They're...
"I thought it was a job interview. But She was something else"
Miss is beautiful and she is judging me. Black latex clings to Her flesh and highlights every curve of her figure, and the opening displays delicious cleavage. I came to interview for a bookkeeping job. Mistress did not tell me Miss...
"Rachel has been captured by the creature and Ashley, will she escape or will she want to?"
AshleyI stood leaning in the door frame looking at Rachel as she stared back at me, a tentacle wrapped around her ankle. The shock, confusion, fear, and arousal flashed across her face. Clearly, her mind was trying to understand what...
"Donna has had enough of Lloyd. and a butch bartender shows her what she needs."
I met Melanie in August of '67. I was married then, but Lloyd and I were hard on the skids. That last night we had another fight. He came home drunk, threw me down on the bed and tried to...
"The Lush Stories moderator gets an unexpected visitor"
Janel carefully set down her mug of genmaicha in its accustomed spot on the bookshelf, between a well-worn copy of Delta of Venus inherited from her mother and an equally worn thesaurus. She had one more task before settling in...
Dare I unfurl the banner of my desiresAcross stubble fields and barren moorOr drag it through dew heavy meadowsTo hide beneath a willow's curtain, weeping? Should I barefoot and pregnant of expectationInduce grass spears to caress my skinOr dip them in...
"Her mother was picking her up in the morning, but there was unfinished business to attend to."
Standing behind Rebecca with my hand on the edge of her chair, I kept looking at her tits as they wobbled beneath her T-shirt every time she tapped the keyboard, reached forward, or pressed her back into the chair. When...
