Lesbian Female


Parisian Chaperone

Extracts from Sarah's diaryThursday 10th June: Today is a red-letter day it is my seventh birthday. My parents have let on that my main present is to be a holiday to Paris, France. It is meant to be a mixture of learning and fun. Friday 25th June: The arrangements for my holiday to Paris have been finalised. I am to stay with the daughter of some family friends. Her name is Lily and she is studying French Literature at the Sorbonne. She lives in a one bedroom flat so I will not have the privacy I enjoy at home. Still I expect I will have to share a room at Uni so it will be a good preparation.

Phoebe; sex and punishment

Phoebe was causing her parents a lot heart ache and they were at their wits end. She dressed very provocatively and was rumoured to be having sex with a number of the local lads. At home she was rude, unhelpful and prone to bully her younger brother. The final straw was when she was expelled from school for trying to seduce a teacher. It was clear that strong measures were needed. It was decided that Phoebe would be sent to stay with her older sister. Nicole lived in a small village located on the southern tip of Corsica. Nicole herself had been far from a conventional child and in her own way had caused her parents much anguish. However, she had always been discrete and respectful.

One summer week Part 1

To all outside appearances Gina and Sam had a perfect family life. Both of them were employed. Their jobs were leisurely and gave them enough money and time to cover all their wants. Sam was a nice guy and very concerned about Gina's needs. But one slight detail was missing in their life - a kid. They had moved recently into a new apartment complex. In fact the complex itself was new and everyone was in the process of getting introduced to each other. There were a score of families living in the apartment complex. But there were one or two with whom they soon became close to. Maybe people with similar backgrounds, in this case similar problems, flock together.

A Library Liason

My name is Zoë and I am nineteen, I have three loves, good coffee poured over a vanilla pod, good books and screwing beautiful girls. Oh, while I like my coffee vanilla I want my sex to be anything but. I spend hours' hanging out at the local library and I know many of the librarians well, some very well. About a week ago a new librarian caught my eye. I do not know why. Her hair was a mess; she had no idea on how to use make up and her clothes, well she is fashion's equivalent to the titanic. Given all this I was getting quite wet and the telltale tingle was clearly present. I immediately struck up a conversation and fell in love with her voice. We shared a lot of common interests...

A Fruitful Life

I was in a rush. I was always in a rush back then. I leaped onto the train just before the doors whooshed shut. The whole carriage was full. I stood by the door, placed my briefcase between my pinstriped bedecked legs and grabbed hold of the rail beside me. As I slowly began to regain my breath and my composure I looked up and saw her. She was stood directly across from me, her head tipped back and her eyes closed, her dark wet lips wrapped tightly and erotically around the small bump of the sports cap. One hand grasped tightly around a pole, her thumb idly stroking up and down, sending a shiver down my spine and into the pit of my stomach. To this day I do not know why she effected me so.

Jane's story

I turned 19 a few months back and am doing temp jobs between school and university. My new job started a few weeks back and it was a real eye opener for me. I was going to work in a publishing house and I wondered what it would entail. I had just entered the main door when I bumped into a boy I knew from school, he was very fit and it was clear now that he wanted to take me as much as I wanted him We quickly found an empty room and I removed my dress and thongs, I was already wet so I skip foreplay and fucked him hard we both came and fixed up our next meeting, lunch in fact.

Amanda's story

Amanda a dear friend of mine dropped around for lunch she is very fit and her twin brother is even fitter. They have just turned 18 but still share a bedroom; given that I know that they both sleep in the nude, I have often wondered how they could both keep their hands off each other. Amanda was in a very excited mood and given the fact she was wearing a very short skirt and no knickers it was easy for me to see that she was very wet. She would like to tell her story in her own words. Last night when mike and I were getting ready for bed I noticed that he had been caned, five nice cuts with a sixth laded across them.

katie's story

I will get the personal details out of the way quickly. My name is Katie I am 19 and am studying History at University. Oh, and by the way I have always considered myself to be the sort of girl that is only interested in men. Well that was until I met Suzie. She had enrolled on the same course as me and the first time I saw her I think my heart stopped beating for a few seconds. She was breathtakingly beautiful and I admit I was shocked by the way my body reacted, my nipple were soon erect and my knickers were drenched with my juices. I thought I was going to cum just by looking at her. At the end of the lecture she came up to me and asked if I would like to join her for coffee.

Baby and Lover

It's about noon already. I'm standing outside with her while she takes a fifteen minute break at her work. It's just us out here, no one else at her job smokes and you can't see the back of the building from the road. She wraps her arms loosely around my shoulders in an embrace and kisses my neck. "So have you missed me this week, Lover?" she asks in a kitten like purr. She pulls back to look in my eyes while running her hands down my shoulders, cupping my breasts in her hands and squeezes them. My body reacts to her touch and I feel myself get damp.

Dog Sitting chap 1

Isabella hummed to herself as she dressed for the day. She pulled on a black and white striped shirt and tied the ends under her breasts then pulled on a black pleated skirt. As she pulled on her favorite pair of black knee high boots her cell phone buzzed. "Hello?" she answered. "Yeah, is this Isabella the dog sitter?" the person on the other line asked. She smiled. "Yes it is, how may I help you?" she pulled the clasps tight on her boots. "My name is Helen Taylor and I heard from a friend that you are a great dog sitter and very affordable.""Not to toot my own horn but this is true." Isabella said confidently, she could feel herself getting excited.