She ping-ponged the hotel hall, searching for her room. Once inside, she only managed shoes before sprawling the bed. Conference finished, the club was a rival's smirky suggestion. With three drinks down, resolution melted on a dance-floor pulsing with lust. Commanding hands and fire-red hair led her to a bathroom stall. On her knees, she suckled noisy honey, as women watched, hoping their turn would come. In the morning,...

Alpha, Kappa, some fucking Greek. Parents pay my freight and want the legacy maintained, so here I am. The sorority house is wall-to-wall pastel taff and privilege. I twist and weave, fending off bubbly exuberance till I spot her. Scuffed leather jacket, skinny tie, Rapinoe hair. Everything me. "Pledging?" "Fuck no. You?" "Let's find a room." I time her cum to the climactic shouts of "Sister's forever!" echoing downstairs...

Mary was ever so proud, winning best-in-sales and the Full Spa Treatment. A warm-oil massage first, then the healing herbal sauna. Mary started when the door opened, framing a smirking, raven-haired woman. Without a pause, naked body flowing, in she strutted and sat, thigh-to-thigh close. "Mmm... ready for some fun, babe?" "But, but... I have a husband..." Mary stammered, blushing beneath guileless eyes. "Don't worry, swe...

"FUCK!" She said I was hubby's birthday gift. I shrugged, dressed, and left. I had early class tomorrow. Then her neighbor called, wanting to try a woman and see. Our afternoon romp left her limp and word began to spread. The Thursday bridge club paid trumps for my talent, loving the way I shuffled their decks. Bride's night out, widow's night in, it got to be a regular sewing circle and I was the silken thread. Semester...

I was that new widow, the third villa down. I watched her command servants in the marketplace. We exchanged glances at the spa. Then slowly, smiles. We became lovers the night after her husband's election. I took her succulent, neglected flesh to unexplored ecstasies. The long afternoons became ours, laughing, talking, fucking. Each time, I listened. Until I learned enough. I saw his evening silhouette on the balcony, but...

She's expecting me tonight. I don't make it obvious, just stand at the back, waiting. She spots me just before the break, eyebrows raised seeing me in a skirt. Smiling, she finishes the set with the new one she wrote, "Groove For That Girl." When she slides into her solo, I raise my skirt so she can see, and watch her start edging that curvy upright bass. In her dressing room, on my knees, I'm riffing pussy in five/four t...

I don't know if it was the wine, the gummies, or the whole girl with blue hair movie I suggested. One minute we're staring straight ahead, the next we're dueling tongues, burrowing down deep in the cushions. Her top, her titties, then mine and more. "But I've never..." "Relax babe. Enjoy your teacher's talents and learn." Yeah, she was a quick study. Two FUCK ME! cums, then I was over on my back screaming. "Hey, Kis." "Br...

My first roommate in college. Then the other two... First Pride LA, 1970. Those nasty good diesel dyke fingers in the alley behind Annie's Whole... The sweet bruises after Sheila's roller disco orgy... Chi Lee and her whole anime latex thing... My private vagina workshop and bakery... Miss Alicia, that horrible mistake... The lone journey after, seeking balance, salvation, another... Holding Jane's hand, kissing her lips,...

"Alone?" Her hand pauses above my flute then drops a diamond ring. "Ummm...?" "My soon-to-be-ex is banging his intern somewhere. Want to do New Years with me, girl?" Grabbing the Dom, we elevator up. She leaves it naked, dress dangling from a finger. "Always wanted to do this," she laughs, strutting down the hall. Her cum is loud and juicy. I swig champers, then pass it over. "Fucking fine," she confesses to the ceiling a...

Looking into her bedroom, I see her dancing naked. This isn't for me. She's moving to her own need, something ripe, beating deep. Her wide hips sway, beckoning love. Her pendulous breasts move counter-point, their swollen burnt-pink nipples begging bites. Hearing me moan, she stops and faces. Across the threshold, eye meets eye. Her's are glinty black with half-lid lust. Mine stare back, white virgin wide. Slowly she slid...

"I am Dia Hildea! Mighty Warrior Goddess of the Tri-Tantric Fold!" She is Agnes Paterson, mortgage accountant at City Bank. "I claim you, my new sexual slave! Worship me!" She pounces on my body, bits of gilded plastic costume flying everywhere. "Venerate these glorious breasts, thrall! Yes! Suckle hard your avid devotion, but hasten now! My chalice low, nectar-charged, awaits those obedient lips!" We met at a conference...

He went out to do a reefer before their gig and found a poodle-skirt princess standing under the stage door light. "Whatcha need, miss? You lost?" "No. Want y'all to perform for me. You know... just me." "Well, now, ain't that something? Come on then, sugar, got plenty of time before we're on. Boys be happy to provide." By the time the stage call light flashed, she'd wrapped her juicy white flesh around five black cocks a...

Sunlight seeps beneath the curtain as Alice dresses. Moving to the bed, she turns back the gingham blanket covering her suppliant's naked body. Squeezing out some aloe gel, she carefully dresses the cuff marks circling the thin wrists. With tender touches, she applies more to the swollen purple nipples floating on snow-white breasts. When soft mews answer her ministrations, she steps away. Three orgasms... not bad for the...

"I'm going to kiss you now, if that's okay." "Depends." "On...?" "What's next." Slipping out for a morning pee, I recover the garish inked menagerie covering her naked body with the crumple bed sheet, letting them sleep a little longer. I'm sitting my place, nearly finished, when she comes in. Stride unbroken, she straddles my legs and sits. Locking eyes, smirking, she snuggles lower down and floods my clitty cup with ste...

I found her curled beneath a creosote bush, three miles out, where no one ever goes. Her parched lips mouthed "I knew you'd come." I nursed her in my shelter, beneath the red stone cliff. Water first, in tiny sips, then slowly bits of food. At nightfall we sat across the fire, her eyes assaying me. "Coyote?" she whispered, "And Raven, too?" I gave no answer. We made love three times while the full moon arced. With each co...