Adult Female


My First

My name is David; I grew up in a pretty stable home with my sister Mary. My parents weren't rich but they tried to give my sister and me many of the things the other kids had. When I was thirteen my parents went out of town for the night, to work on their marriage it turns out. They got a babysitter who was a senior in high school and a family friend to watch my sister and keep me from destroying the house. Her name was Heather and she was very beautiful; five foot eight, 120 pounds, dark brown shoulder length hair, 36C breasts and lightly tanned skin. She looked kind of like Ally Sheedy when she was in "The Breakfast Club". It was close to the end of the school year, the last weeks of May.

The Interview

The door was opened on the 2nd knock. 'Yes?" inquired the man who answered. She felt a sudden shyness creeping in, but sensing he wouldn't be one to tolerate weakness in any form, cleared her throat, and said "I'm here about the position, sir."He casually looked her up and down, knowing all the while that the longer he took to let her in, the more she would squirm. But if this was going to happen, he needed to let her know up front that he was calling the shots. "Come in," he said finally. She entered the villa and found herself immediately in the dining area. A small table and 2 chairs were set up in the small space that served as a kitchen.

I answered a Craig's List ad

I realized when I was about twenty-one years of age that females turned me on. I never was really attracted to my best friends in a sexual way but I remember going to a strip club once with a bunch of guys. I was the only girl and was having a great time watching all the guys get turned out by the beautiful, all naked girls. I was wearing a dress with pantyhose (it was the middle of the winter and freezing out) and I suddenly felt like I wet myself. Needless to say, my pussy was soaking wet from all the titties and pussy lips being rubbed in my face all night. I also took a liking to lesbian porn before I would masturbate.

Lost Hikers

"And as I started coming down and stopped screaming, he pulled out, climbed up the bed on me and shoved it in my mouth. Oh, it was incredible! Within two pumps he started..."Joshua clenched his fists, tried to block his hearing, and concentrated, yet again, on solely walking forward. It had been her idea, of course. He'd gotten the phone call first thing in the morning. He could remember it vividly. The ringing had woken him up just after six in the morning. On a Saturday. He had planned on sleeping until noon and doing nothing the whole day. And then he had picked up the phone.

Close Encounters of the Turd Kind

My Mistress looked on as three of her gorgeous, naked handmaidens made the final adjustments. One of them, a cute little brunet who was 18 years old with the body of a voluptuous cherub, snugly inflated the watertight seal around my neck. My head was now securely sealed inside the clear glass pedestal of my Mistress' newly installed Ingolstadt toilet! I was its first inmate and would remain so for as long as she desired. The other two women, both blondes, probably in their mid twenties, and every bit as mouthwatering to look at, finished securing my naked body to the platform that extends behind the toilet.

Kitchen Duty 2

Amy and Alexia had by now gotten settled in their new relationship. The house began to morph into a combination of living quarters, farm and orgiastic retreat. Amy could not get enough of Alexia, Butch and Shasta. The four of them covered each other in shit, piss and cum on a regular basis. One day, they had gotten dressed because they were expecting a carpenter to come by and advise, suggest and plan a new addition that the girls wanted. He was supposed to arrive at 10AM. Both of them reluctantly refrained from any of their usual breakfast habits.

Kitchen Duty

Amy put the keys in her door and walked into her world. Her home was her "paradise." She was a recently divorced systems analyst, who had had enough of her husband and his missionary attitude. She was also fed up with the bar scenes and with the usual meeting crap. Amy was by no means the typical well-built model of perfection you always read about. That is not to say that she didn't have special attributes, she just wasn't a super model. Yes, she had a large bust. Their weight made them sag a little and they started from under her arms. She also was about 30 pounds over weight for her 5'7" height.

A Place of Dragons

I twiddled my thumbs nervously as I stared out the large transparent-aluminum viewing port that was designed to show off the docking ships. Normally I wouldn't have been uptight, but currently there was only one ship docked at the star-base and it was a "Dragon" owned ship. My chances , it seemed, of getting out of my 6 month unemployment streak were slim. Most of the humanoid dragons preferred to keep a pretty straight-forward crew of just "Dragons".

Sweet Ecstasy

Kara planned everything out carefully and collected all the stuff she was going to need to execute her plan. She looked in the mirror as she got ready and studied the reflection looking back at her. She was about 5'6" and a slight 115 pounds. She had a nice size chest, 34 D. Sam loved them and couldn't get enough of them. She had curves in all the right places, which she was currently accentuating with a rhinestone studded thong and matching bra. Pulling on a simple pair of jeans with a belt and a blue button down shirt of her husbands, she brushed her sun streaked brown hair out of her face. Her long lashed green eyes studied the unassuming outfit. Perfect!

The Dragon Tamer

Sre awoke tangled in Roscrow's arms, her face nearly buried in his powerful chest. She snuggled even further into his body, smiling when she felt him stir and slowly come into the waking world. He slowly turned over and stretched, before Sre laid on top of him, cuddling as close to him as she could. And then the house shook. A great roar resounded through the woods and it suddenly got very hot. Roscrow leapt to his feet, scrambling to get at least his breeches on. As Sre pulled on a long tunic, Baby's huge golden eye glared in through the window. Roscrow was about to go out to face the angry dragon when Sre grabbed his arm. "Wait! He'll listen to me!