I couldn’t have not noticed her, I realize that in hindsight. The moment my eyes encountered her, though, the fascination acted like a switch to my young brain and disrupted all the circuits but the primal ones. You’d have noticed her too, had you been in my place. Among the sea of hectic tourists in their garish outfits, she was like an epiphany. Huge, dark eyes that appeared to look right into a different world, above h...

I awoke with a groan, the bright sunlight hitting my face like a sledgehammer and making me squint. My mouth was parched and my whole body felt sore. The soft beating in my skull didn’t make getting my bearings any easier. Holding up a hand to block the stinging rays, which had, in my opinion, no fucking right to torture me at this time of day, I took a look around and felt my stomach twist. I had not the faintest clue wh...

I focused Dad with all the scorn I could muster and growled, “My Stepmom’s a bitch,” making sure to draw out the words. She was, really. I didn’t know what he saw in her. Well, to be honest, I did know. Lean legs, a perfect bum and those creamy white C-sized orbs on a body that could have belonged to an eighteen-year-old, all of which she flaunted at every opportunity, were hard to overlook. Ever since Clare had strutted...

Jody was two inches smaller than me. She wore a washed out blue hoodie, faded jeans with holes everywhere, and pink trainers. I knew her - only from seeing her from afar, of course, and from the rumours about some rather nasty things she was supposed to have done - from college. She was one of these ‘rebels’, or nerds, or whatever you liked to call that riff-raff with no class at all. Her shoulder length, dirty blonde hai...

When I woke up the next morning, with bright sunlight already streaming into the room, I found myself alone in the bed and with Anne nowhere in sight, which left me slightly disappointed. I had expected to be woken by her, or the other way around, and after last nights intimate confession, revel in the new closeness. I crawled out of the bed and made my way to the coffee machine, my mood brightening when I saw the note on...

“Are you ready, Bunnie?” The amusement in Anne’s voice was obvious; she knew me well enough to be certain about my answer. Brenda crawled onto the coffee table from behind me, and her body cast a shadow over me. “Yes, Mistress.” Then Brenda’s knees were at the sides of my body and her pussy right above my waiting mouth. It was as fleshy as I had imagined, her inner labia sneaking out between her outer lips, and small stra...

Eve.Three short letters flowing perfectly together,to shape into expressions of pure admiration,when their owner glided - not just walked -throughout the office, long hair swayingsoftly and in time with every measured step. Her designer dresses covered little,and shapely legs, they tightened and relaxedupon thrones of sparkling high heeled sandalswith cat-like grace and for all eyes to see. The sharp, loud echoed clip-cla...

Heat. That is all there is anymore. The sun batters down on us through the cloudless sky and even the nights are hot enough that I want nothing more than to rip off my clothes, fall to my knees and beg for a cool breeze. There’s no air conditioning anymore. Takes too much power, they said, and with the nuclear plants all on shutdown due to a lack of cooling water, it’s hard to argue against. So I’m sweating. Everybody’s s...

Half an hour later we were settled around the coffee table with Jackie and Brenda lounging comfortably on the couch, Anne on the armchair and myself a little less comfortably on the ottoman, all with cards in our hands and stacks of colored plastic chips in front of us. I was just struggling with myself whether I should fold immediately or wait out the first round to see what the others were doing, and I critically eyed m...

Delicious sparkles, pink and silver, lovely flashes of delight. My mouth keeps talking but my eyes roam,  down there, promise  shimmers bright. One lifts up slightly, then the next one, pretty dances draw my gaze. What’s wrong, you ask me; dry mouth swallows in this moment’s dazzling haze. Your eyes like lights and I’m the deer here, caught admiring virgin land. A quirking eyebrow tickles questions, my soul, a sparrow in...

Exams were, well, exams. Until I sat on the desk and started to write, my hands were clammy and my nerves all over the place. But the moment the tip of my pen touched the sheet for the first time, all that faded away and was replaced by a manic drive to squeeze as many words as I could onto the paper. Time flew by, and before I knew it, it was evening again and once more time to cram and get last minute jitters for Tuesda...

I had thirty days left to find a way to make it to the Maldives, where I had promised to meet up with John, chat partner, cyber lover and, from the pictures he had sent me and which had me spend hours upon hours with my fingers between my thighs, stud extraordinaire. But how do you get halfway across the world when all you have left on your bank account are one-hundred and twenty-three dollars and eighteen cent? That was...

I was lying on my bed and struggling not to bite my nails. What had been such a wonderful evening, such an exciting journey down the rabbit hole, had suddenly turned sour and into an emotional nightmare. I wanted to sob in desperation, to shout and throw things against the wall, because I was filled with a rage that was targeted at myself. I had let myself get carried away and hurt the one woman I had only recently, but a...

I stow the crumpled slip of paper with the address in my purse. My hand reaches out to push the large brass knob, and while I stand here on the steps of the large manor house that towers over me and wait for a response, I feel a bit intimidated. Strike that. I feel a hell of a lot intimidated, and it takes all my concentration to keep from shaking like a leaf. The house looks as if it has been pulled right out of a cheesy...

My bum cheeks were safe for the moment, for all our eyes were riveted to the stage and nobody even dared to whisper. A tall woman in an elegant moss green evening dress which she could have worn to the opera stepped onto the platform. A dress she could almost have worn to the opera, I corrected my impression when I noticed the deep neckline that almost reached to her navel, exposing a good part of her big, full breasts an...