Author: Necho Category: Romance
Charlotte has enjoyed her midnight ride along the mountains since she was a little girl, but a lot has changed since she was a little girl. She was now in her 40’s divorced with two beautiful children whom led their own lives now that they were in their teens and too cool to still hang out with their parents.
She did try hard to find love, she did a lot actually to find it. She always made sure that her long amber hair was well kept, her nails where always well groomed and she kept herself fit. However, men always seemed to come and go. She had actually accepted that she just was not marriage material anymore.
Charlotte kept to her own thoughts of happier days when suddenly the rain came pouring down as they often do high up in the mountains. In the dark, she struggled to keep herself and her horse under control, so she decided it would be less risky to just walk the rest of the path.
When her feet hit the ground, she felt a hand on her back and an old familiar voice in her neck “Are you okay Charlotte.”
She turned to face the stranger, his hand now on her hip and his face still uncomfortably close. In the moonlight, she could make out some distinctive features but not enough to name the stranger.
“Are you okay” he whispered in her ear now placing his other hand on the other hip, moving boldly closer to her body.
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Author: HunnyBea Category: Lesbians
After the holidays were always a favorite time of the year for Karen. She enjoyed the sales at her favorite fashion shops. Karen considered herself to be a big beautiful woman; long reddish brown hair, DDD breasts that were nothing more than natural, size 22, round voluptuous ass, 5’10. She knew if she kept up with fashion that she would be stunning in every way possible.
She decided that she was going to make a day out of it and go shopping. Her shopping adventures at one of her favorite stores were always exciting. She was hoping that Tessa, one of the clerks was working. Tessa was 5’7, had long black hair, and C breasts that were perky. Karen noticed that Tessa had a tongue piercing and all she could think of was how it would feel if she was licking her clit with it. She needed to stop because she was getting extremely turned on and she had not even left the house.
As she left the house Tessa was all she could think about. The drive to the mall was long and the thoughts that were running through her mind put her into a sense of erotica. Her strong desires were making her sticky with sweet juices. Her fantasy would be for Tessa to suck every drop out of her. Oh she needed to calm down and focus on driving because the last thing she needed was to get into an accident. She was able to get through traffic and was just minutes from seeing her gothic princess. Walking through the mall gave her time to get herself together.
As she rounded the corner she saw the purple glow of the store sign. Karen noticed that she had the worst case of butterflies. She stopped at the front entrance and saw her luscious beauty. She knew she couldn’t stand there all day. One foot in front of the other and she was in the store. She told herself that she would act natural and proceed to shop for clothes and accessories. Karen was looking at the new styles of jeans when she was approached by a sales clerk.
“Hi, I am Tessa! Is there anything you need help with today?” She said.
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Author: LaDramaprincess Category: Penetration
Tugging on her special little outfit before she entered the stage, which needed no alterations, Chantel took a deep breath and put on her brightest smile. She walked out and greeted her audience with an elated “Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays” to appease any type of celebrator in the crowd. Everyone was happy to see her because she was Santa’s little helper and that Santa would soon follow her and they could get on with the show. Dressed in a short, red, velvet, two piece little number, reminiscent of Santa’s suit, she felt ultra femme.
“Get in line before Santa comes! He’ll be out in just a minute.”
She slipped behind the gingerbread house and informed Santa that they were ready. He told her thanks and brushed against her as he was walking to the stage. She felt a tingle deep inside of her sending sensual thoughts of Santa into full speed in her mind. Chantel loved to flirt and Santa wasn’t half bad looking. Not the classic fat, white guy in a suit, just a little thick around the waist. No one would knew because his suit offered padding for what his body lacked. She loved a tall man with dark brown complexion.
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Author: justaguy531 Category: Threesomes
… continued
Will’s cock was like an iron bar in his pants as he licked and sucked and nibbled at Trish’s thighs, and all the while his wife’s mouth was glued to Trish’s lips as her hot tongue squirmed in the redhead’s mouth. Trish’s tongue sprang into action, chasing Stella’s back into its own abode and following to search the other woman’s wet, warm mouth. Her arms were up around Stella. This was lesbo love for sure, and Trish was enjoying it. My God, she was bisexual and had never fully realized it!
Trish’s focus abruptly changed when she felt a hot new sensation coursing up from her loins. Will was petting her pussy on top of the absurd little triangle that she called underwear. Now he hooked it away from her passion playground and gazed with pleasure at her puffy and very pretty cunt which was decorated by a tiny puff of red hair at the top of her split and a few tendrils trailing along the sides. Will used the tips of his fingers to open Trish like a ripe peach.
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Author: justaguy531 Category: Threesomes
Saturday morning and Trish’s turn to canvass the neighborhood for her real estate firm, looking for listings. In the current brisk housing market, a broker had to be aggressive, and Trish knew the name of that game.
An eye-popping redhead with green eyes and a knockout figure, she did all right, especially with male clients. Many tried to put the make on her, and she didn’t mind that. She teased herself with the thought of screwing each and every one of them, though she was far too discreet and discriminating to give in to promiscuous urges…most of the time. However, since she was single, an occasional guy did manage to breach the silken barrier of her underwear and gain access to the hottest pussy in town. Though Trish didn’t know it when she rang the bell of a certain small but attractive house on Fantasy Place, she was about to embark on just such an adventure.
“Yes?” The man who answered the door in slacks and loose shirt was tall, trim, and in his mid-forties. He had salt-and-pepper hair, a mustache, and nice eyes. In fact, he had just the kind of eyes that Trish liked, which is to say that they boldly roved her voluptuous form, tweaking the prominent swells of her titties, stroking her womanly hips, and gliding on down to her lovely legs that were revealed below the high hemline of a neat but sexy business suit. And even though she was walking the neighborhood on this particular morning, Trish hadn’t given in to the urge to wear sensible shoes. She always chose fuck-me pumps that made her legs look hot and showed off her toes in sheer nylon stockings.
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Author: onelittlehotty Category: Lesbians
“You must be the new girl,” the young maid said. “The professor must really like you.”
“Why’s that?” asked Eileen.
The maid smiled at the new girl. “Well, the professor usually likes brunettes, and you are most certainly not a brunette.”
Eileen smiled nervously. The young redhead couldn’t help it if her hair wasn’t dark.
The other girl seemed to sense the young girl’s discomfort.
“Don’t you worry,” she told the girl. “I know the professor will like you anyway. If you speak the English language well and if you have a great body, then Professor Higgins is going to like you, but you realize, it’s not him you have to impress anyways.”
“I don’t understand,” Eileen said.
The young maid grinned at her newer, younger counterpart.
“The professor’s good, but he’s always spending so much time working with that Dolittle girl, and truth be told, between you and me, she doesn’t do all that much. But anyway, the one you really need to impress is the head maid, Mrs. Pierce.”
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Author: Belle Lettres Category: Chance Meetings
The bus was so crowded that I was sure that I could get away with having just one teensy orgasm without anyone noticing. I sat in the very back row next to the window. I had a long ride ahead of me.
The man sitting beside me had his black attaché case in his lap, and he was reading a magazine he’d propped up on his case. He was staring at a woman who wore nothing but a long string of black pearls and red high heeled sandals. Her legs were wide open, a bright red fingernail pointing to the right spot. Her other hand clutched her breast (a perfect handful). Her head was thrown back as though she was having—or would soon have—a great big O.
He wasn’t turning the page so I guess he liked the way she looked. And he wasn’t paying any attention to me, which was funny considering how much I wanted to come too. If he took even slightest notice of me, he’d see my hard nipples showing through my white sweater. (I wore it even though it wasn’t modest. On days when I feel like this, I don’t care who knows that I want to get laid.)
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Author: coqhngry Category: Chance Meetings
… Continued.
Halfway to the bed, you stop and hold me up against the wall, our tongues twirling around each others in our mouths. As you lift your hands off of my ass, you hold me up against the wall with your body. Your hands reach up to my breasts and cup them, squeezing them from over my clothes. I let out a couple of light moans and you rip my blouse open,tear it from my body and allow it to drop to the floor underneath us.
Exposing my soft round tits. You lift them from out of my black lacey bra that has caressed them all day and you begin to rub my nipples between your fingers. Instantly they get HARD and as an equal reaction I feel my pussy drip.
You move your face down in between my tits and as you hold them you run your tongue back and forth from one nipple to the other. Stopping every once in a while to gently nibble on them. My hands are sliding up and down your back as I pull you into me closer. You lift me up again and carry me all the way over to the bed.
When we reach the bed, you lie me down on it, you stand in front of me on the edge. Your cock is rock hard up against your stomach. You pull my legs up and flip my ankles over your shoulders. You look down at me and take my hand and place it on my sweet wet pussy.
“I want to watch you rub your clit.”
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Author: sammieredhead1978 Category: Lesbians
Diana was a tall, beautifully tanned, blonde woman in her early thirties. Diana was hard at work cleaning her living room, when she saw something next door that caught her eye. A woman about her age was outside, directing to the movers where her boxes should go.
This woman was a beauty, and she had an air of confidence about her. She appeared to be five feet five, five feet six inches tall to Diana’s five feet ten inches in height. In contrast to Diana’s tanned skin, this woman had a lighter peaches-and-cream complexion to her. Her long, naturally red locks cascaded around her shoulders, and she was wearing a short, light green dress that fit her curvaceous body tightly in all the right places. Diana had always been sexually attracted to women, more than just in the curiosity stages. At an early age in her life, Diana knew she was a lesbian.
Diana decided that now would be the perfect time to meet this woman, and see if she needed help with anything. So Diana went into her bedroom to find the perfect outfit to wear. For a sunny day, she decided to pick out a very sexy outfit – a tight, white cami-type shirt with a pair of Daisy Dukes she had cut from an old pair of jeans with a pair of her favorite brown leather thong shoes would do her just nicely. Diana changed clothes and finished with a thin ankle bracelet on her right ankle, then she ran out of her bedroom, to her living room, and out the front door.
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Author: coqhngry Category: Chance Meetings
I was working for one of the city’s biggest law firms, on one of the main streets of the downtown core. About a block up the road from my office was a great little restaurant that I often went to for my lunch. As I sat there one afternoon eating my lunch, a table of guys behind me were being obnoxiously loud and I clearly appeared annoyed. You were among some of the guys at the table, and noticed my annoyance. You walked over to me and as you stood at the side of my table I looked up at you with my big blue eyes starring right into you.
“What’s up?” I ask you.
“I am sorry to disturb you. I just wanted to apologize for the disruptions from my friends over there. I was wondering if I could maybe make it up to you and meet you here tomorrow? Lunch would be on me,” You say.
“That is very nice of you, but not necessary. Thank you for the apology though,” I say as I feel my smile grow.
I finish up my lunch and go up to the counter to pay my bill.
“Oh, you’re tab has already been sorted out,” the girl behind the counter tells me.
“Are you sure you have the right tab?” I ask her.
“Yes, table 12. The gentleman in the red t shirt over there has paid it. He told me to give you this.”
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