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Memories of a Holiday Slut Ch. 07

My name’s Ellie – and I’m a slut.

Well, I must be – if you look in a dictionary, it describes me just right. Well, some of the time anyway. Most of the time, the dictionary is wrong about me. But then, every now and again, I get a deep aching in the base of my belly, an aching that reaches up to my breasts and down to my pussy, an aching that makes my nipples hard and my breasts and pussy tingle, an aching that will only go away if I behave like the slut I really am.

So when the aching comes, I book a holiday – and I ease that ache. Read the rest of this entry »

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Under Mr. Nolan’s Bed Ch. 14

“We’re here.” Erica reached into the back seat and poked me. I startled out of my doze, lifting my head off Mr. Nolan’s lap.

“You drove all the way?” Mr. Nolan asked, leaning in toward the front seat.

“You guys fell asleep,” Erica replied with a shrug.

I sat rubbing my eyes and blinking in spite of the darkness. I could see that my mother had left the porch light on.

“Do you want help with your stuff?” Mr. Nolan asked softly.

I shrugged. “Yeah, I guess.”

We got out of the car and went to the trunk. It was cooling off, the heat of the day completely gone now, but I didn’t want the memory of our weekend together to abate like the temperature. I think he felt the same because we stood there looking at each other until Erica pulled the lever from inside, making the trunk pop open and startling us both. Read the rest of this entry »

Two Women and the Glory Holes Ch. 04

“Prologue:

Quick note: despite the title, there are no glory holes in this story. The first chapter of this series involved glory holes, yet the subsequent chapters do not. Sorry if you came here in search of glory holes.

This series is about two lifelong friends, as seen and told from the perspective of one of them (Jenny). If you have not read the previous chapters, I encourage you to do so. It will give you more appreciation and understanding of these women and their experiences. In short: Jenny helped Rachel break free of her shell (in chapter one) by taking her to a glory hole room in an attempt to get over her soon to be ex-husband, who was having an affair with another woman (Holly). Holly has now become a trusted friend (and lover) to these two women (you will have to read the previous chapters in order to fully understand what twists and circumstances brought them all together). Read the rest of this entry »

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Remembering Pamela

I remember your lips. Wet and sweet, like the heart of a mango.

I remember your tongue, dipping and circling like a dancer, pouncing like a stalking tiger.

I remember the silken warmth of your alabaster skin and the mewling whimper you made when I kissed the hollow of your throat. I remember tracing your elegant jaw with my tongue, and drawing a giggle from you as I trailed kisses to your collar bone.

I remember your eyes, sparkling like pearls, hungry, full of want and need and surrender. Read the rest of this entry »

Sexology 101: The Beginning

“We are slaves to our own life styles.” Kevin was not really listening to Professor Wexley as she started out the first day of class in Sociology 101. For Kevin this was a brand new experience, and an uncomfortable one at that. He was quite observant, as he looked around the classroom. It was pretty large; it was set in a semi-circle with about 30 rows of seats. Each row was split into 3 with the walk ways with each row built on steps going upwards towards the 2 doors at the end of each walk way. The class was full, with only one empty seat. Most of the students were anywhere from 18-21 years of age. This is what made Kevin feel so out of place. He had to be by the farthest, the oldest person in the class. “We seem to be trapped by our own wants and desires and have become slaves to our gidgets, our gadgets, and the almighty dollar” Kevin heard the professor continue. In fact, Kevin thought “I bet I am at least 10 years older than the professor, what a depressing thought.” He said to himself. “This could turn out to be a very long 4 years.” Read the rest of this entry »

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