This is the second installment of my new College Coed series. The first chapter was my last story I posted, "Surprise Visit", about two lovely and sexy girls named Marie and Lacey, about their kinky adventures through their college life. This series came about from a friend who wanted a story written for him and it gave me the idea to start a series of some kind with each of them in the different stories. This is a change of pace for this blog of mine and a much needed change might I add. I will still write my normal stories, so don't think I have given up on them.
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College Coed Series:
Teacher's Pet - Chapter 2
By Silky
Marie and Lacey had become a very popular pair within the neighborhood, both roommates sharing a house together in a very expensive neighborhood while they went to college together, studying in the field of nursing. Most within the neighborhood would say they were much more than just friends, and most were right about them too, as they lived a very open lifestyle, which included wild sex parties with most of their neighbors and college buddies on a nightly basis.
Marie was a stunning brunette with an incredible looking body. Her breast were her best feature, along with her shapely legs and firm ass. Lacey was another stunning girl with long blonde hair down to her waist, a very firm ass, and walked liked she was the sexiest female on the planet, and too many, she was just that. Both of their faces were angelic in their own ways, and sex is what they did best, either together or with partners. They lacked nothing and desired the most heated parties with wild kinky sex. They were a twosome every man and woman wanted to be apart of, even the swinging couples of the neighborhood wanted to be with them both. No dirty deed went untested or untried. Kinky was their middle name.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Friday, May 14, 2010
Layover Lust
I love to fly and travel around from city to city while on business trips and the best part is watching the cute and sometimes downright sexy stewardesses prance back and forth, twitching their cute buns as they walk by. If they only knew what they did to me when they did that. They know they are hot and I'm sure they do it on purpose too...hell, I would. hehe I have never known a stewardess personally, but have often had fantasies of being with one. I decided to write a story about a fantasy I had just recently on my way back from a trip.
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Layover Lust
By Silky
If I'd known how wonderful it felt to kiss another girl, I would have tried it a long time ago. I've always been attracted to other women and have even fantasized about making love to them, but I never thought I would actually do it.
I became painfully aware of my girl lust while in college, and that was due mainly to my roommate, Ingrid. I had flirted with and daydreamed about girls in high school, but none of that compared with the all-out lust I felt for Ingrid. It started the minute she walked into our dorm -- tall and blonde, with long athletic legs and a devious little smile.
My heart fluttered as I stood to greet her, wondering why my clit was suddenly throbbing. I lay back on my bed, making small talk while she unpacked her things. Her mini skirt gave a generous view of her golden thighs, and I yearned for a glimpse of her panties.
All of this was very confusing for a girl with such a healthy appetite for the opposite sex. I didn't get around in high school by any stretch, but I liked guys almost as much as they liked me.
That first night in college, I played with myself quietly in my bed while dreaming of Ingrid's long, silky legs entwined with mine -- our pussies brushing together as we kissed each other passionately on the lips. I couldn't wait to see her perky breasts bare.
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Layover Lust
By Silky
If I'd known how wonderful it felt to kiss another girl, I would have tried it a long time ago. I've always been attracted to other women and have even fantasized about making love to them, but I never thought I would actually do it.
I became painfully aware of my girl lust while in college, and that was due mainly to my roommate, Ingrid. I had flirted with and daydreamed about girls in high school, but none of that compared with the all-out lust I felt for Ingrid. It started the minute she walked into our dorm -- tall and blonde, with long athletic legs and a devious little smile.
My heart fluttered as I stood to greet her, wondering why my clit was suddenly throbbing. I lay back on my bed, making small talk while she unpacked her things. Her mini skirt gave a generous view of her golden thighs, and I yearned for a glimpse of her panties.
All of this was very confusing for a girl with such a healthy appetite for the opposite sex. I didn't get around in high school by any stretch, but I liked guys almost as much as they liked me.
That first night in college, I played with myself quietly in my bed while dreaming of Ingrid's long, silky legs entwined with mine -- our pussies brushing together as we kissed each other passionately on the lips. I couldn't wait to see her perky breasts bare.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Horny 'lil Virgin 2
The best part of writing lesbian or even bisexual stories, is sharing them with your partner. If you have a very understanding relationship like I do, sharing stories or even writing them together, makes for some very exciting moments afterwards.
Click here for Part 1.
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Horny 'lil Virgin (Part 2)
By Silky
When Sara came home, I was waiting for her on the couch, wearing one of her favorite silk nightie. I had lit some candles and opened a bottle of wine, smuggled into our dorm over the holidays. I was massaging my clit again and was on the brink of cumming when I heard Sara at the door. I quickly crossed my legs and reached for my wine glass.
“You bitch,” Sara growled when she saw me. “You’re wearing my clothes!”
Tossing her purse onto a chair, Sara settled onto the couch beside me, swinging her legs across my lap and lying back against the arm rest.
“How did it go,” I asked, desperate for details. I poured Sara a glass of wine while admiring her silk-covered knees. As I handed her the glass, I noticed a tear near the top of one of her stockings. She took a sip of her wine, parting her legs and allowing my hungry eyes to meander along her thighs and under the hem of her dress. My heart pounded when I saw the tiny blood stains on her white, cotton panties.
“You did it,” I said. “You little slut. What was it like? Did it hurt? Did he cum in you? Tell me everything.”
Click here for Part 1.
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Horny 'lil Virgin (Part 2)
By Silky
When Sara came home, I was waiting for her on the couch, wearing one of her favorite silk nightie. I had lit some candles and opened a bottle of wine, smuggled into our dorm over the holidays. I was massaging my clit again and was on the brink of cumming when I heard Sara at the door. I quickly crossed my legs and reached for my wine glass.
“You bitch,” Sara growled when she saw me. “You’re wearing my clothes!”
Tossing her purse onto a chair, Sara settled onto the couch beside me, swinging her legs across my lap and lying back against the arm rest.
“How did it go,” I asked, desperate for details. I poured Sara a glass of wine while admiring her silk-covered knees. As I handed her the glass, I noticed a tear near the top of one of her stockings. She took a sip of her wine, parting her legs and allowing my hungry eyes to meander along her thighs and under the hem of her dress. My heart pounded when I saw the tiny blood stains on her white, cotton panties.
“You did it,” I said. “You little slut. What was it like? Did it hurt? Did he cum in you? Tell me everything.”
Horny 'lil Virgin 1
I decided to get back to my normal style of writing, that being lesbian erotica. I love to write about it more than anything else as it gives me pleasures like nothing else too, and I hope it does to you as well.
This will be in two parts.
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Horny 'lil Virgin (Part 1)
By Silky
It wasn’t easy being a horny little virgin in an all-girl high school. That was a confusing time for me. I was certainly boy crazy and had plenty of opportunities to explore the opposite sex, but I just didn’t want to waste my first time on anyone who wasn’t worthy.
I guess you could say I was a stuck-up little princess. I wasn’t about to let just anyone plunder my perfect body. And so my senior year rolled around and my cherry was still firmly intact. Which is not to say my high-school years were void of sex. There was never a shortage of young studs trying to get up my skirt, and while I enjoyed their attempts, none proved worthy of getting beyond third base. Perhaps it was their pathetic groping that pushed me closer to the fairer sex.
I spent four years immersed in feminine beauty. Everywhere I turned I was surrounded by snotty little rich girls in sexy uniforms. It’s no wonder my heterosexual fantasies were interrupted by dreams of girls kissing and licking each other’s naked pussies and breasts.
By my senior year, I was starting to worry about myself. I was becoming obsessed with my roommate, Sara, who seemed to be taunting me with her incredible body. Sara was probably the only other virgin in our class. Like me, she had plenty of suitors, but she was determined to hold out until she turned eighteen.
She was a few months younger than me, and I often wished I were a guy so I could nail her myself. She was so gorgeous — from her honey-blonde hair to her long, slender legs. I wondered what she would think if she knew how I yearned to suck her pink nipples and lick her tight little ass.
This will be in two parts.
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Horny 'lil Virgin (Part 1)
By Silky
It wasn’t easy being a horny little virgin in an all-girl high school. That was a confusing time for me. I was certainly boy crazy and had plenty of opportunities to explore the opposite sex, but I just didn’t want to waste my first time on anyone who wasn’t worthy.
I guess you could say I was a stuck-up little princess. I wasn’t about to let just anyone plunder my perfect body. And so my senior year rolled around and my cherry was still firmly intact. Which is not to say my high-school years were void of sex. There was never a shortage of young studs trying to get up my skirt, and while I enjoyed their attempts, none proved worthy of getting beyond third base. Perhaps it was their pathetic groping that pushed me closer to the fairer sex.
I spent four years immersed in feminine beauty. Everywhere I turned I was surrounded by snotty little rich girls in sexy uniforms. It’s no wonder my heterosexual fantasies were interrupted by dreams of girls kissing and licking each other’s naked pussies and breasts.
By my senior year, I was starting to worry about myself. I was becoming obsessed with my roommate, Sara, who seemed to be taunting me with her incredible body. Sara was probably the only other virgin in our class. Like me, she had plenty of suitors, but she was determined to hold out until she turned eighteen.
She was a few months younger than me, and I often wished I were a guy so I could nail her myself. She was so gorgeous — from her honey-blonde hair to her long, slender legs. I wondered what she would think if she knew how I yearned to suck her pink nipples and lick her tight little ass.
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