Category: eros

Lady Mail Carrier

by Marie LeClare

When Heather Weatherby started teaching some 25 years ago, she wanted to get married and raise a couple of kids of her own, but after the years passed and she realized she didn’t want a man, but a woman, those hopes dimmed. Was it really 25 years, she thought to herself as she sat on her front porch after cleaning her house for the umpteenth time since retiring.

She had enjoyed her few experiences with other women at college but as the years passed she began to realize that perhaps she would never meet her life’s partner.

Just then the lady who delivers the mail, whom Heather had never seen before because she was at school, walked up her front walk and said, “Just looks like bills this time I’m afraid Mrs. Weatherby,” with a smile.

“It’s Miss Weatherby, and I’ve never been that lucky or unlucky to get married, but you can call me Heather”, she said with a slight chuckle, as she invited her eyes to take the scenic route of her mail carrier.

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Kitten With a Whip

by Marie LeClare

SPANK! SPANK!

The words appeared on the instant message that I sent her, and I could tell from the response that she wanted more. So we had agreed to meet when I was expected to be in her hometown, and I told her not to be late, and to present herself to me naked.

I waited patiently for her arrival at the Four Seasons Hotel, but she was late. I remembered what we had chatted about on the Internet, and looked at the adult toys I had brought with me on the trip.

The knock on the door was so faint I almost missed it but as I opened the door I was greeted by the prettiest brunette, with the deepest dimples.

I had dressed appropriately in a leather mini skirt, with thigh high boots.

I looked at her and said “If you do not present yourself to me naked I will not acknowledge you,” and with that I closed the door, to the sounds of her protests that it was so public.
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KimSoo Nail Tech

by Marie LeClare

I used to drive by this really old house, situated next to the shopping strip mall, for the longest time. It looked so lonely to me with the for rent sign, in the front window, that nobody seemed to notice.

Then one day on the way to work I saw the hand painted sign that announced the services of a nail technician, and this pretty little oriental girl out washing the windows.

I admit I like to be pampered and love getting my nails done, so I decided I’d give them a try.

The following week I had a day off so I decided to see if they were as good as my regular nail tech, and made an appointment.

KimSoo, was a pretty tiny oriental girl, who I later found out was Vietnamese. She was waif like in her kimono, and you would think, if you didn’t know, that she was 12 years old, but she told me she was 18.
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It Happened One Night

by Marie LeClare

I couldn’t keep my eyes off her as I watched her walk across the floor, her dark hair slightly covered her shirt collar and her flashing blue eyes watching the other women in her path. She had a sort of animal quality about her that had immediately attracted me the first time we met. So when she had invited me out for a drink after work I readily accepted.

Thoughts of her thighs wrapped around my head, her legs on my shoulders, and my tongue gently kissing and licking her delicate folds had started to keep me awake at night, and I was rather obsessed with wanting to go to bed and make love with her.

I wasn’t the only one with similar thoughts, judging from the way a few of the other women were looking at her as she walked past.

Finally she came back to our little table, a drink in each hand. I sneaked a peek at her muscular thighs bulging against her jeans as she sat down across from me.
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Kelly’s Sorority Sisters
(As it was told to me)

by Marie LeClare

My college roommate and I use to masturbate each other and for each other. We would jokingly call this the “tension reliever”. She also used to joke and say, “When nobody else would, Kelly would”.

We were best of friends and sorority sisters. As I’m thinking about it the story seems long and complicated so I’ll try to keep it short and simple.

We met our freshman year during sorority rush. We joined the same sorority and became fast friends. We did a lot together freshman year and because of our friendship decided to room together sophomore year. I don’t know what it was but we were always close as we seemed to be on the same wavelength on virtually everything. I felt and I think she felt a closeness that was different from our other girlfriends.

We were close but things really changed sophomore year. At the end of sorority rush there were these huge parties at all the houses. It was the only time we could have organized beer parties on sorority grounds. The parties started in the afternoon and went until the kegs ran dry. Of course, during the party there was singing, dancing, hugging, jubilation as the sisters welcomed the new members, and of course, we all got very drunk.

When the kegs would run dry we would go over to the fraternities who have organized parties so that we could continue well into the night. Our sorority and another one went to one fraternity that had invited another fraternity over so there were suppose to be about an equal number of guys to girls. Well, it seemed the girls outnumbered the guys by a wide margin but that was ok because we danced and sang with each other. Again, lots of drunk girls hugging, dancing singing, drinking but it was all very innocent.
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Experienced Dyke Recruits Young Lesbian

by Marie LeClare

Nancy knew that when she graduated from college and was preparing to enter the business world, she wouldn’t let anything stand in her way, not even her lesbianism, from climbing the corporate ladder.

So to that end Nancy made a decision not to have any relationships with other women, and to just satisfy her cravings for sex, with masturbation. So there would be no chance of gossip or rumors about her life.

She also let on that she had children from a failed marriage and two grandchildren, whose picture stood proudly on her desk.

Taking an early retirement at the age of 40, she decided that she was going to take a trip to Europe and sample all the forbidden pleasures she had missed throughout her life with the company.

After shopping for new sexy lingerie, a new wardrobe, and having the gray in her hair colored, Nancy was ready for her first trip to England.
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Intern

by Marie LeClare

The soundstage was noisy and Andrea, the new intern was asking me a million questions about making movies, since I’m an actress in the adult industry, which of course is pornography. So I invited her back to my hotel suite after I had a chance to soak in the tub and take off my stage body makeup.

I picket a beautiful plum colored velvet robe to slip into after I had my bath, and was enjoying a cup of my favorite orange cappuccino coffee, as I sat on the couch waiting for her to knock on the suite’s door.

I actually didn’t even think about her sexuality, as I took a sip of my hot coffee. She was an attractive brunette with beautiful dark eyes, I suspected some Italian blood. She was a little taller than me, slightly bigger and always seemed to wear a crop top with no bra and jeans when she was around me, and was fun to be with, with a great sense of humor. I got the hint that she was a real romantic.

When she arrived, after the customary hugs at the door she took a seat at the end of the couch, and we talked first about movies and how I got into the adult business, explaining how my girlfriend and I were broke and she had chickened out about taking off her clothes in front of the camera.
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Her

by Marie LeClare

The hot water cascaded off Marie’s body in the shower, helping her unwind from the day, as she thought of her. Marie had met her when she was 17. Not personally, but only through her erotic lesbian stories.

Stepping out from her bath, and feeling the softness of the towel, Marie tried to get the image of this woman out of her mind. As her hands applied the lotion to her legs she couldn’t take my mind off her. Although Marie had never met her in person, and most probably never would, her thoughts wouldn’t stop, about her. Her. Her was all Marie could think about, as the thoughts continued to invade Marie’s mind.

As Marie moved about in the bedroom, she moved the chair from its usual position in the corner of her bedroom so that it faced the large mirrors on the doors to her closet.

Settling herself comfortably in the chair, Marie looked in the mirror thinking, was she attractive enough for her? Although Marie was considered attractive by many, she gazed at the reflection in the mirror. What she saw was a brunette in a loose, blue satin top just barely held up by thin spaghetti straps, and a matching pair of bikini panties staring back. Some thought Marie was narcissistic. That was true to some extent.
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Zoey Zane #17 Teen Queen

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Highschool Teen Queens

by drinkitbitch
Keeping the theme highschool _and_ bonus, matching the photoset for once, here’s a hs teenqueen
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Zoey Zane #16 Secretary

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Highschool Lovers

by SunnySlut
Well I was going to do a secretary riff since the photo-set but Li and Les make highschool too fun! Here’s a semi-autobiographical story from my youth. Names have been changed, but during the last 2 years of HS I was fucking the most beautiful cheerleader in the school that all the boys lusted after. We used to walk around with our arms around each other with our hands on each other’s ass and the guys would just melt. Then we would give each other a kiss goodbye…
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