Author: JokerzWilde Category: Lesbian

Going to the bank is such a hassle. But I tend to enjoy it, if I get Kelly. A woman of womanly curves. Bright blonde hair, the most erotically bright blue eyes. If she sees me in line, she tends to hurry people along, it’s very amusing. Again, I get her as my teller. She makes a problem with the computer. Just to chat.

“I want wrap my tongue around your clit.” I whispered into her cubby hole. Even through her makeup, her face turns red. I smile at her. Bank Manager comes to fix the error. She slips her number with my receipt. ‘Finally!’ Three months of sex talk.

Driving home for lunch. I call her up ‘You’ve reached Kelly. Leave me a message. If I like it, I’ll call you back.’ I wait and leave my message:

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Studio: V9 Video Category: Amateur

After 16 previous flicks in the Porno Home Movies series, you’d think they could do no more - but you’d be wrong. The 17th installment of the series takes us to three more hot scenes I couldn’t get enough of. There’s something to be said for “real” sex - you know, regular, ugly people like you and I getting it on. Okay, definitely not ugly - these girls are way hot. And they know exactly what they’re doing. Out of all three scenes, the first was definitely my favorite. I’m a sucker for a busty babe and she definitely fit the bill. She also took control of her pussy and played with her clit - it always bothers me when my girlfriends can’t figure out why they couldn’t get off with their boyfriends. Ladies, sometimes you have to join in the fun. The best part of the scene, however, was the “money shot.” “Are you gonna come on my tits?” she asks and he says yes and pulls out - but she takes the lead and jerks him off onto her sweet breasts. A woman in complete control of her man? Ahhh, if that isn’t sexy, I don’t know what is.

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Author: kaoss26 Category: Office Tales

It is 10 p.m. at night and as I walk through the door to your office I can see you hunched over your desk working diligently on some project that has been claiming your attention for most of the evening. As I close the door softly behind me you glance up from your work and do a double take as you see me standing there in a raincoat and high heels.
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Author: byguy03 Category: Lesbian

“I’m gonna rip this slut’s head off” thought Fiona as she stomped toward the door to her old enemy’s place. Fiona had a rivalry with Tera that had dated back to high school. Tera never liked Fiona and thought of her as a spoiled little priss. Fiona thought of Tera as a slut and a bitch. Every time Fiona would even get close to a boy, Tera would take him. And Tera was very mean in general to Fiona. Not to mention the fact that Fiona had heard rumors that Tera went both ways. Fiona was very Christian and against homosexuality. Anyway, after high school, the two hadn’t really seen each other. Fiona went on to be engaged to a successful attorney. She was leading her perfect little storybook life that she had always pictured until just the previous night. She was going to grab a bite to eat at a small diner in a small middle-of-nowhere area of town. Fiona had started to walk in, but she seen a sight that enraged her. Her fiancee and Tera were at a table having lunch together. Cut back to now. Fiona bangs hard on Tera’s door. She had found where she lived by following her the night before. After a bit, the door opens. Tera answers wearing only some skimpy white nighties. As soon as the door opened, Fiona started clawing at her. “Bitch, how dare you touch my fiancee!” “It wouldn’t be so easy if you gave him what he needed, bitch! Besides” Tera adds “He’s just my attorney.” This angered Fiona to no degree.

They roll onto the ground and roll around a bit, before Tera gets the advantage and rolls on top. She quickly scoots up to sit on Fiona’s chest and punches her hard across the jaw. Fiona grabs Tera’s clitlips and pinches hard. Tera then screams as Fiona rolls her over and throws a punch herself. Tera laughs. “That’s it, show me what ya got, princess!” They start to choke each other and Fiona says “What the fuck is your major problem? Why me?” “I’ve always hated girls like you. Spoiled rotten princess. You think you can just judge someone like me as a whore, while you use sex as a tool to control your man. Truth is, the reason you hate me so bad, is because somewhere deep down, you want to be me, but you just don’t have the balls.” “Yeah right, I wanna have VDs and a vagina that smells like fish.” Then Tera gets pissed and says “You know what? If I were you, hon, I’d be a little nicer to me right now.” Fiona hesitates and asks “What do you mean?” before getting another punch across the jaw. Before she can react back, Fiona hears Tera say “Wiler”. All of a sudden, Fiona stops as a million things are going through her mind at one time. Tera continues “I know about every juicy detail of that embezzlement scandal and *tsk tsk* it would be such a shame for such a good looking, successful young man to go down like that. And he would go down. I have enough evidence on my little floppy disc to have your boy put away for a very looong time.”

“W-what do you want?” asks Fiona, trying to hide her anger. Now, Fiona had a terrifying thought. She wondered if the old school rumors about Tera liking girls, too were true. Then, she got an answer. “Well, first, let’s get you out of these clothes.” breathes Tera lustily, leaning in an inch from Tera’s face as if she’s going to kiss her, as she squeezes her rear end tightly. Fiona started making other offers, trying to talk and beg her way out of it as hard as she could. As Tera helps Fiona out of her clothing, it is obvious that though Fiona is still angry, she is also very scared, and deep down, though she would never admit to it, turned on. “Here, wear this” Tera straps a dog collar and leash around Fiona’s neck. “Follow me, princess” says Tera playfully as she pinched Fiona’s left nipple and and sized her up with a wild gleam in her eye. Fiona’s anger was subsiding more and more. They came to a bathroom where Tera started to draw a tub full of soap and water. “Hop in, princess” “Don’t call me princess” Fiona snapped without thinking. Tera laughed. “Oh, I think I’ll call you whatever I want, princess. That is.. unless you want me to make a few calls”. “N-no, I’ll be good.” “Good slut” Tera spits on Fiona’s face and tugs her collar down hard towards the tub, almost yanking her in. Fiona gets in as Tera grabs a sponge and starts to bathe her, all the while groping her bare body lustily.

Then, Tera stops at Fiona’s wet vagina. “Aw, I didn’t picture you as an au naturel girl. That’s alright, though, we can do something about that”. Tera grabs a razor and some shaving cream from a nearby table. “Get out and have a seat here.” Tera says, pointing to an artsy type chair that sits outside the tub. When Fiona sits, Tera starts to lather up and finger her horny vagina. She slowly shaves her mound til it’s smooth as a baby’s bottom. Once fully shaven and lather-free, Tera leans in to taste Fiona. “Mmm, better”. Tera eats her out for a minute before getting up. Tera grabs Fiona forcefully by the collar into the living room. She leads her into the middle and orders her onto her hands and knees. Tera then leaves a few seconds, before returning in a black silk negligee. Tera has a seat on a bench in the back of the room. “Crawl to me..Now!” orders Tera. Fiona does as told, begging again to try and get out of it. Once Fiona gets a bit close, she stops. “Cloooserrr” Tera says. “Cloooserr”. Fiona is right on Tera’s mound when Tera orders “You know what to do, princess.” Tera shoves Fiona’s face right down onto her sticky mound. “Say yes ma’am, princess” says Tera, just fucking with her as Fiona can barely mutter a word as she’s buried in her hated nemesis’ crotch and now has tears in her eyes. “Ys mm” Fiona mumbles. “Ooh yes, I like that.” Tera lights up a cigarette and exhales.

“Harder, use that tongue like you mean it.” Just then, they hear another knock at the door. It’s Fiona’s fiancee. “Hello? Tera? I have that case info we talked about” Tera holds Fiona’s leash in a firm grip and says “Come on in.” He looks at them and says “What the hell is going on?” as he sees his fiancee in tears. “Tell him to leave now, princess”. Swallowing, Fiona says “I’m alright, honey. Just go…please.” He starts to do something, but Fiona bursts out “Go! Get the fuck out! Please!” “Fine” he says leaving, as Tera takes another drag and exhales, while licking her lips and grinding her hips into Fiona’s face as she pushes it back down. After a few minutes of oral service, Tera puts her cigarette out on Fiona’s back, causing her to scream and almost fight. But Tera just says “Wagner” and Fiona regains her composure. Tera gets up and tells Fiona to crawl over to bend over the bench. “I’ll be right back.” Tera returns and Fiona hears her lusty breathing as she is on her knees behind her and traces up her form from the crotch up. Once at her lips, Tera inserts a rather large cucumber into her mouth, slowly, telling Fiona to “show her talents” as their clits rub together. Fiona goes up and down, real sensuous, and after a minute, Tera decides to get a mean streak again, and pulls back harder down her throat, making her gag and almost hurl. “You’re my bitch, now, princess.”

She pumps her face for another minute, then pulls out and jams it into her snatch and stopping all of a sudden, which confuses Fiona. Then, Fiona feels another being forced up her back door hard and dry, until it’s to the point where it will not slip out easily. She cried out as it happened. Fiona then felt a third one enter her mouth again. Tera then took the other end of the one in Fiona’s crotch and entered it into herself as she pumped hard into Fiona and reached over using her hands to pump the one in her mouth hard. The one in her ass stood in place. Fiona started to really enjoy this as she moaned. Fiona came hard as Tera continued her assault. Then, Tera lets go of the one in her mouth as she arches her back with one last couple of thrusts and cums hard herself. She also simultaneously pulls the one from Fiona’s ass, causing her to cum a bucket load. “Aw yeah, you are a choice piece of ass, princess. I just want you to do a few more things for me and I’ll leave you alone.” “What?” asks Fiona, now tired. “I want you to taste your ass. Here, suck on this for a minute while I watch.” It was obvious from the smell of the vegetable where it had been. Fiona almost gagged as she mouthed it as if it were the real thing. Tera just lightly toyed with herself as she lit another cigarette and told her to take a drag. Fiona was appalled by smoking, but did as told. She coughed hard.

After licking and sucking at Fiona’s bare breasts and body for a bit, and rubbing their bodies together, as Fiona humped against her, Tera came again. “Now, just say one thing for me and I’ll be out of your life” Tera said. Say “I’ll always be your little slut, Tera.” Fiona fidgeted for a moment, then brought herself to say it. “Now, get dressed and get out. I’m bored with you, now.” Tera threw her clothes at her. Over the next few weeks, Fiona would start to explore her sexuality much further then she had ever even dreamed in the past. And to think, she owed it all to her her old high school rival.

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Author: RayneStorme Category: Couples

You were following me down the hallway…it’s dark, and suddenly, you grab hold of me, holding me tight against your body…we maneuver up against the wall. You take both my hands in yours and place them with my palms against the wall. Your breath hot against my neck and right ear. You press your weight against me, I can feel you getting hard against the curve of my ass. You pin both my wrists to the wall with your left hand. I’m wearing my favorite faded t-shirt, no bra, no panties and my favorite black shorts. You nibble and lick my right ear, starting from the outer ear to the inner ear. My neck muscles involuntarily react, catching your head between mine and my shoulders. You take your right hand, my shirt slightly above my waist and bare skin showing, and move your hand along my right side, up the side of my right breast, driving me insane. My body shudders from all the places my skin is tingling.

I start to wiggle, the intensity of your touch is almost too much. I feel your hard cock, firm against my ass, pleading to be released from your shorts. Your left hand still pinning me in place; your right exploring my entire mid-section without touching my nipples or slit. The anticipation is driving me wild, my breath becomes shallow. My right nipple hard against the soft fabric of my shirt. Finally, your right hand cups my breast, moves up and rolls the nipple between the rough skin of your fingers. I audibly moan and become weak kneed. You quickly catch me with your strong thighs and your cock is digging against my ass.
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Author: knightrider Category: Lesbian

One never really appreciates life to its fullest, unless something drastic occurs to make one think twice about life. At the end of August, my family was hit hard as my little cousin of seventeen was attacked, robbed and then stabbed early one night by total strangers who thought it would be a good idea to fuck up someone’s life. He was left for dead on the street when a Good Samaritan called the ambulance and he was rushed to the hospital. His lung was punctured and he lost a lot of blood. That phone call from his mom just after midnight is one I don’t ever think I will forget. I felt my heart stop for a while and the feeling was like all the wind in me had been knocked out. I could not believe it. My little cousin who was not in a gang, someone who helped everyone and respected everyone he came across was dying. To me, at the time, he was just as good as dead because if it were not for the support of the medical machines, he would not be alive. I sat hours just speaking to God, asking him to give my cousin another chance at life. The prayers and hope of friends and family had him pull through this ordeal safely and quickly. His doctor indicated to him that half the blood in his entire body had entered his lung and he was drowning in his own blood. The doctor also indicated to him that he was one of the luckiest people alive to go through something like that and still be alive to tell the story.

In another instance, one of my closest friends, on the 24th of October, lost her life in a terrible vehicular accident. She was St. Lucia’s rising star in the Calypso arena and was a member of a band, which was formed with other Caribbean counterparts. She had a vision in life to help others any way she could. Her death just added to my grief and frustration and it also had me questioning God’s love, knowing very well that I should never question God. Eventually, I realized that everything that happened was happening for a reason and everyone has his or her own fate. Everything that occurs in life is bound to happen and there is nothing anyone can do to prevent that so as time went on, I accepted that and tried hard to move on with my life.

Just as there was a bit of light in my life, I got hit again. This time, by the woman I was madly in love with. She first sent me a message saying that I didn’t love her and then she was being cold to me when I had finally returned online after about a month away, due to lack of resources in finding a computer. My love life had taken a sudden turn and at that point, I thought it be a good thing if my entire life took a new direction also. A few words in a matter of a few seconds had determined the next move in my life…”i aint wit nobody n i dont wanna b wit nobody” and “i aint messin wit gals no mo”. Those words alone had me thinking. Having the love of my life tell me something like that, was not only devastating but also had me thinking ‘why the hell am I still living?” I made one of the biggest mistakes in my life and that cost me my love. Now I am single again and made a promise to myself that I will never commit myself to anyone again. Many people have died after being single their entire lives and they died happy so if they can do it, so can I. I had two main objectives in my life. One of which was to go back to school and earn my Bachelors Degree in Information Systems Management and the other was to marry the love of my life. None of these materialized considering the fact that plans had changed. As a result of that, the next direction had to be taken. I was not happy in my present job simply because I had a supervisor who was not pleasant to work with. Although the pay was good but I am not a person to let money be my motivation for working. I work to please myself and to be happy and I was not happy with the current situation, so I decided to change it…get a new job. I figured that may be the only way to be happy again.
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Author: LustyLady Category: Discreet Hook-Ups

I sighed and glanced at my watch for the thousandth time. The passengers filed off of the plane and across the walkway to the gate and I watched impatiently for some sign that my fiancée recognized her best friend from college.
“Any sign of her?” I asked.
Victoria turned and flashed those deep brown eyes at me. “Not yet. You’ll know when I see her.”

Why I had to be there, I had no idea. This woman was going to be staying with us until the wedding; I was sure to meet her and get to know her then. But Victoria had demanded it, and like in all things, she usually got what she wanted. I stood there towering over her auburn head and looking for the woman Victoria had described as a “fat red head.”

Many large women came off of the plane but none of them wore red hair. I sighed and shuffled my feet again.

“There she is!” Victoria squealed. She lunged forward toward a woman that I couldn’t pick out in the crowd. I was left standing on the sidelines holding Victoria’s purse. I could hear her loud nasally voice from where I stood and flinched. I was marrying this woman and I had better get used to that voice, even though it wasn’t the one she typically used. It was her fake company voice.

I waited as patiently as I could, until finally I saw Victoria leading the woman I presumed was Kayla. She was nothing like I’d imagined. I’d pictured a bawdy redhead with rust colored curls that clashed with all that she wore with a big fat ass and bulging eyes. Victoria had made no secret to me why she had called Kayla to be her maid of honor.

“She’s ugly and she’ll make me look great in the photos,” Victoria said with a smirk. “Besides I always told her that when I got married she’d be the maid of honor.”

But Victoria’s snide comments were forgotten as I took in Kayla for the first time. While she wasn’t willow thin like Victoria, she was far from fat. Kayla had curves in all the places that men dream about. Her hips were wide but not offensively wide; they were just wide enough to make a man dream about crawling in between them and losing himself there. She had large breasts and stretched her blouse out at the neck and gave the tall an exceptional view of them—one which I would take advantage of as often as possible. Her face was heart shaped and she had a beautiful smile framed by think pink lips bare of any lip gloss. All I could see was her taking my cock into her mouth and staring up at me with those vicious green eyes she was piercing me with at that moment.

Lust had never hit me as hard as it did at that moment; it sucker punched me in the gut.

“Kayla, this is Rick, my future husband,” Victoria said with much over needed bravado. “Rick, this is my best friend in the whole world, Kayla.”

For the first it since I’d met Victoria I realized how very two-faced she was. She had told me how much Kayla got on her nerves and how she was dreading having her stay with us until next weekend for the wedding, and here she was all smiles and giggles.

“So you’re the lucky guy?” Kayla’s voice had a husky lilt to it as she openly gave me a once over. She was checking me out and I could only pray that she wouldn’t linger on my cock, because it was already springing to life. “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Rick.”

“Same,” I muttered, hefting her suitcase and turning away abruptly.

The two giggling women followed me all the way to the car and the giggling didn’t stop until we reached our two story house in the suburbs of Chicago.

“I love this house,” Victoria said proudly. “Actually, I was showing a house down the street and I happened to see it, and I knew right then that one way or another I was going to live there. It just so happened that Rick had been out washing his car that very day. I walked over and introduced myself and that was that.”

She left out the part where she walked up to me, backed me up against the side of my truck and kissed me while massaging my cock through my shorts. For all of her faults, Victoria had the ability to make a man’s head spin when she wanted to. She was a hot fuck and that made me forgive most of her faults.

I didn’t correct Victoria. I just let her ramble on while I carried Kayla’s suitcase up the stairs to the guest bedroom.

“Well, you’ll be staying here. I’ll let you get comfortable and then we’re going out for a little girl talk,” Victoria said as they followed on my heels.

“What about Rick? I’d hate to leave him out,” Kayla said and I thought I heard a distinct purr in her voice.

“He has to work,” Victoria said shortly. “So be ready in two hours, okay?”

“Will do,” Kayla said with a smile. She walked into her room, managing to brush up against me in the doorframe. “Thanks.”
I grumbled something unintelligible and disappeared, hoping that I wouldn’t see her for the rest of this trip.

“Bastards!”

I knew that grunt even before I rolled over. The sun hit me square in the face as Victoria opened the shades.

“I have to go into work,” she hissed angrily. “I had planned to go shopping. Kayla needs to go get fitted for the tarp that I’m having made for her into a dress. Apparently the real-estate business cannot go on without me. So you’ll just have to entertain Kayla today for me. I don’t know how long I’ll be.”

I grunted. I had managed to avoid Kayla for three days and with only three more to go before the wedding, I was confident that I would have to pop a boner around my fiancée’s best friend.

“I know I’m asking you a huge favor,” Victoria said in a sultry voice. “Asking you to put up with that cow is just ridiculous, but I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

With that I flipped over on my back. “Oh, really? What do you plan on doing to make it up to me?”

With a swift yank the sheet was off of the bed and my stiffening cock was visible.

“God I love your cock,” she said in a breathless anticipation. Then in the same instant she snapped out of it. “I can’t do anything now, but I promise it’ll be worth it.”

Then she was gone out of the bedroom, leaving the door open and my dick hard.

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Hands down, Seka is one of my all-time favorite stars. Also known as the aptly named “Platinum Princess”, she has a natural beauty and looks like she’s having a great time when she performs. My personal favorite were the scarves she and other women wore around their necks in the classic Swedish Erotica series - and then I heard in an interview that she hated the scarves. (But I still love them!)

Seka began performing in 1978 at the time when adult movies were beginning to be shot on video instead of 35mm film. The timing of easier distribution with VHS, mixed with her gorgeous looks and sexual appetite, caused Seka’s popularity to rise to the top and live on today. Although she stopped performing in 1982 for a variety of reasons including divorce, drugs, and money, she began performing again in the late 80s, one movie being Careful He May Be Watching, which she also co-directed. Despite her past troubles, Seka is still known for professionalism and business savviness; since the early 80s she’s worked on her growing fanclub and launched her own website in the early 2000s which she runs herself, Seka.com. In 2002, a documentary film was produced about her, “Desperately Seeking Seka”.

I thought that I couldn’t be more in love with the platinum blonde classic star, but I was wrong… after this interview I just fell a little deeper.
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Author: AryelGryphonmark Category: Lesbian

Aryel was sitting on the couch reading a book when Sarah came through the door on her lunch break from work. Her somewhat boisterous roommate slammed the door behind her, and immediately began shouting.

“This is it! I have had it with guys!” she said, slamming her fist into her hand. She did this about once a week, Aryel knew, and she was getting sick of it.

“Then why do you continue with them, darlin’? Every week it’s a new asshole. Little insane, don’t you think?” Aryel marked the place in her book and set it on the coffee table, then stretched her long legs out along the couch.

“I don’t know. Maybe I’m just a glutton for punishment. Why do all men have to be such jerks?” asked Sarah, flopping on the couch beside her roommate and pulling one of the girl’s arms around her shoulders.

“Because they are men, sweets. They have kindergarteners in their pants, and they’re only out for what satisfies them. They’re immature, inconsiderate, impolite, and just plain damned inconvenient. It’s their nature.” Aryel said, running her fingers through Sarah’s short blonde hair.

They had been friends for years, and Aryel was used to these outbursts. She hadn’t been exaggerating when she said it had happened about once a week for the past two years that they had lived together. She had helped her friend through the ups and downs of high school and college relationships alike, and kept her opinions to herself.

Sarah stood up from the couch and grabbed the phone.

“I’m going to call Steve right now and tell him off.” she declared, and exited to her bedroom.

Aryel sighed and smiled in spite of herself at the girl. If Sarah ever grew up, it would be a miracle.

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