I lay back, pondering the sudden change in Emily. “So, Emily, is this the first time you’ve been with a girl?” “Well, years ago we kissed each other, but only to make sure we could before our first boyfriends, but not since, and no, this was the first time any of that happened. I just found it so erotic. I got so horny that I couldn’t help myself and got a bit carried away.” “Sis, you were so hot,” Phoebe said. “I’m not a...

“It’s getting late,” Naomi said, hoping Emmanuel would take the hint, stop playing with his new tablet, and notice the decreasingly subtle way she was invading his personal space, but just got a non-committal grunt. I really didn’t think his Christmas present through, did I? she thought, annoyed. She tried a different tack. “I think I might have digested enough dinner to have room for dessert. Are you ready for the puddin...

As I lay in the golden sunshine, the heat scorching my body, I felt a sudden shock as my nipple responded to the icy drip of cream running over the swell of my breast.  My eyes flashed open as I saw you standing over me grinning as you dipped my nipples into your ice-cream-filled cone. Shivering in anticipation as you watched me, eyes pleading with you to lick off your spoils. But you waited, teasing me, as I ached in you...

  “Are you sure it’s gonna be okay?” asked Alison. She was sitting in the back of a black London taxi, sandwiched between her parents. “Yes, honeypot,” replied her mother, “Professor Cuntslicker has sorted it all out. The black boy has left the country – isn’t that right, Bill? – and he knows not to come back. His sister now knows that it wasn’t your fault, and is really sorry for hurting you. She wants to make it up to y...

Lily’s tongue caresses the mound of ice cream atop her cone. Her hand holds the cone tenderly, the way it might hold the shaft of my cock. I imagine Lily's soft, moist tongue stroking the head of my cock the way it strokes the ice cream. That image makes me shudder. Locking her gaze to mine, Lily smiles. Her lips part, then close on the soft, sweet treat. I visualize those lips on my cock, its head disappearing between th...

When it’s three a.m. in the morning and the stiflingly hot weather is ruining your sleep, the first thing that you do is get out of bed, and go straight for the fridge. Right after a nice and cold shower, of course. That’s exactly what a certain dark-blonde woman was doing on a stiflingly hot night. After a rough day at work, not being able to sleep was making her very uncomfortable. Even as she pulled open the refrigerat...

To fully enjoy this episode it is recommended that you read Soft Target 4: Girl's night in first.As Chrissie had been relating the events of last night, Keith’s eyes had been fixed on Amelie, taking in every pore of her nakedness, and his mouth had been hanging open like a naughty schoolboy. Amelie stood up, walked over to the freezer and returned with the ice cream tub. Tearing the lid of the tub, she scraped out a finge...

As Keith rang the bell he felt a tinge of guilt. He often popped across to his neighbour Chrissie for a coffee and a chat on a Sunday morning but she had told him that she was having some friends over last night. So calling at 9 o’clock in the morning because he had run out of milk and couldn’t be bothered to go to the supermarket was probably not the best idea. A minute passed and he decided to leave her in peace. But, a...

She bit into the mango, savoring it as though it were the forbidden fruit of the Garden of Eden. The pit was resting on the plate before her and the other half of the soft bounty was in my hand, dripping its succulent juice along my fingers. I had to admit, this was certainly not what I had expected.Emma had called me the night before, an air of seduction on her voice, pulling me into her like a dark temptress. She had th...