Judith had been the women’s physical education teacher at Rosemont academy for a little over 12 years. At 34 she was in great shape and enjoyed working out. At 6′ even she was a tall striking woman with an immense set of breasts. She tried to hide them but a pair of 40D’s was not easy to hide. What she enjoyed even more was all the opportunities she got to see so many of the college girls she taught in various stages of dressing or just plan naked in the showers. With the help of a fellow teacher, who also enjoyed watching the gals, she had installed two different one-way…

It has taken me a long time to get to the next steps for Suzanne and this is just the second of four chapters. The good news is that the remaining two are in the final editing process. I expect that they will come out over the next couple of weeks. As always, I have to thank my editors, Terry and Snow. Both of them have been invaluable. They helped with working through ideas, making sure that the story was clear, avoiding bloating, and finally in finding all my many errors. Thank you both! I love both of you! ***** There were a lot more emails waiting for Suzanne in…

Special thanks to Rumple Foreskin for his editorial help! They met in college. Both girls had only ever slept with men, but instinctively knew something was missing. One night, while setting lights for the college theater, their eyes met and everything changed. A few minutes later they were dancing around the light booth, slowly grinding into each other and coming oh so close to kissing in front of the entire theater department. Of course, that wouldn’t have been all bad; theater majors are notorious for being willing to try anything. They quickly made their excuses and headed back to the dorms where a long exploration began that left both of…

“You bitch, you fucking, dirty, cheating bitch.” “What? What are you on about?” “You know full well what I’m on about.” “Look quieten down and come in,” Amanda said looking past the distraught, slim blonde woman screaming at her from the front door of her terraced town house. She saw the Mini with two wheels on the pavement, the door open and the engine still running. “Don’t fuckingwell tell me what to do you sodding cow.” “Fiona, I have no idea what you are on about, so why not sort out your car and come in and have a cup of tea?” “Tea, you’re fucking my husband and you offer…

As Sally drove down the quiet country lane she wondered what she had let herself in for. It had all started when she had seen the site on someone’s home page……’couples who enjoy outdoor sex’, she had been intrigued so she joined. The pictures had made her turned on and when she read further and discovered just how these couples enjoyed herself then she was intrigued to the point of wanting to join in. The idea was that some of the couples and sometimes single guys arranged to meet in carparks…often at night , where they would either show to people watching, make love, or have sex with the watchers…

Tara Pennington glanced up from the huge pile of notes and forms on her desk and sighed. The office was almost empty; everyone who could afford too had already left for the evening. Tara was staying till five today because she had already used up a lot of her sick time and it wasn’t worth it to leave early and get stuck in traffic anyway. The only other people left in the office were Ronnie and Tab. Ronnie was a supervisor and the most hated person in the office. She was tall and thin with angular features and way too much muscle for a woman. She had long legs, dark…

I told you I didn’t want to come out tonight, this isn’t my scene. You should have just come with yourself”, I said protesting before we had even made it into the club. “Stop your sniveling. We are here, aren’t we? Now let’s go in and meet some new womyn.” I didn’t say another word, instead followed her into the dimly lit club. It was a little after 11 pm. on Tuesday, Americas Natal Anniversary. We already had been to maybe 5 other clubs when we both were handed a flyer at the one of the clubs, announcing a party for the curious minded BDSM explorers. It wasn’t my scene,…

“Guess what?” asked Elsie, the middle-aged clerk with a nose for news as she sidled next to one of her co-workers in the break room, and without waiting for a response continued. “Butch Cassidy is at it again. The new kid that just started last week. Mousy looking with glasses?” “Karen or something like that?” “Kari,” the catty woman corrected. “Butch had her in my department before. Picked her out pajamas or something like it for her. Shorts and a top because – get this – she’s having the kid sleepover at her house tonight. I guess she was going to have this Kari over for dinner and because it’s…

Pushing you down onto the bed, it was not long before I had you naked in front of me… Sitting astride of you I took hold of your arms, stretching them above your head, our fingers entwined together. My lips greedily kissed your neck, your face and your closed eyes before moving firmly over your mouth, pushing my tongue between your lips, our tongues coming together in a dance of love within your mouth. Lips molded to lips, tongues ran there course around the vermilion before once again melting so deeply that your sweat saliva created a kiss of deep wanton passion. I wanted you; I wanted to take all…

“You want me to fuck you hard like the little bitch you are?” I nodded again and tried to buck my hips against her, begging for friction or pressure or penetration of any kind because I wanted to cum. Oh gosh, I wanted her to make me cum, and I knew it wouldn’t take much right now. She furiously slapped my thigh, I whimpered softly at the pain. She laughed and slowly slid in two fingers. I squirmed beneath her, whining around the gag, begging her to at least finger fuck me. “What do you want, bitch?” I didn’t know quite how to respond, but I didn’t want to displease…