Adult Female


A Very Hot Summer

It is the mother of bad hair days --a sweltering hot day, and the power is out. I was relying on the fans to keep me cool. Added to that my laptop is out of juice, so the second chapter of my new book will just have to wait; anyway I have writer's block. My book is about a cougar who spends her time seducing young men. Of course, it is not autobiographical, at least not yet. It's too hot to wear underwear so I drape a flimsy dress over me and make my way in the village to pick up some bread and cheese for supper, and yes, a nice bottle of dry white wine.

The Magic Girls 4 - Midnight Snack

Cindy continually found herself tossing in turning in her bed, rolling her sheets blankets about as she lie half covered by them. In her pink tank top and her tiny spaghetti string panties, she lie their sweating and unable to keep her eyes closed. Her sexy curves and bare skin glistened as the powerful moonlight poured in the window. Her perfect ass cheeks seemed to glow as their round curves bounced the white light off of her skin. Uncomfortable with the night air, Cindy tossed onto her back. She found herself staring up at the ceiling in her massive bed, her sweaty cleavage spilling out of her tiny pink tank-top.

The Magic Girls 3 - Veronica's Secret

Cindy was having a very difficult time accepting who she was and where her life was going. Cindy sat on her bed in the late morning with her legs folded over. She just sat there and tried to grasp the last few months of her life. Her friend Hannah had paid her a quarter million dollars just to quit her job and stay at home, among other things. So for the past month, that's what Cindy had done; stayed at home. She had little to no contact with the outside world, and had not seen Hannah since her last amazing day of work. It was over these months that Hannah had even helped Cindy perfect her body to that of a super model or a porn star.

Debbie Do II/ A Fist Full of Edits

When I arrived home that evening I had forgotten that Rene was going to be there. Rene was familiar with the hours my job had me keep so no questions were asked. However I had to be mindful that Debbie's saliva and my come may still be obvious on my dick so it was time to be proactive. Rene was the complete opposite of Debbie. Five foot nine, with a shapely large heart shaped ass, and small perfectly formed tits with nipples that became very long and erect with the slightest attention. She rose from her chair and said, "Long day huh. Let me fix you a drink." As she walked to the bar I saw my chance. Rene had showered and was wearing my light blue robe.

Dirty Diana

"I decided that night to never again hide her. I had release her and hope he would not judge me or run from me. I had to force him to accept this piece, this intricate part of me I buried deep inside and played the homely wife. Never again after tonight." - Dirty Dana"Help! Somebody help me!" Michael's breathing was deep and full of the unknown. His breathing was laced with fear. He struggled against the restraints that were secured around his wrist and ankles bounding him to what seemed to be a chair. The blind fold was tight around his eyes; he could only see the extremely dim lighting of what seemed to be the fireplace.

The Magic Girls 2 - Day Dreaming

It was almost ten at night when Cindy stepped into her apartment, tired from the day's work. She had been running around all day since eight in the morning, and wanted nothing more than to just go to bed and sleep a long gloriously sleep. She didn't even bother to turn the lights on her apartment or check anything at all. She merely stepped into her bedroom, dropped her purse and suit jacket onto the floor. Sleeping had slowly become Cindy's favorite thing to do over the course of the last month, and Cindy wasted little time in getting into bed. She stripped down to her tiny blue panties and slowly pulled on an old T-shirt over her C-cup breasts.

The Magic Girls 1 - Revelations

Cindy lived alone in an apartment in the middle of the city. She had moved there with her former boyfriend after she left college, and almost forgot all about her crazy party-girl dorm life. Cindy was notorious for being outgoing, sleeping around, and staggering back to her room drunk. It was that dorm room that she had shared with Hannah. Now Hannah wasn't the hottest girl or much of a party girl. Cindy always caught her simply reading or sleeping, if she ever saw Hannah at all. For a while, Cindy felt as though she lived in that dorm room alone due to Hannah's constant absence. Cindy always assumed that Hannah was out with some boyfriend she never met.

Debbie Do Part Two

When I arrived home that evening I had forgotten that Rene was going to be there. Rene was familiar with the hours my job had me keep so no questions were asked. However I had to be mindful that Debbie's saliva and my come may still be obvious on my dick so it was time to be proactive. Rene was the complete opposite of Debbie. Five foot nine, with a shapely large heart shaped ass, and small perfectly formed tits with nipples that became very long and erect with the slightest attention. She rose from her chair and said, "Long day huh. Let me fix you a drink." As she walked to the bar I saw my chance. Rene had showered and was wearing my light blue robe.

Afternoon Coffee

So, it was just like any other day. I was at work when I got her text. "coffee?" "sounds good. I get off work in an hour, see u then." "k" I pull up into the driveway an see her walking inside, having just taken the kids to school. I let myself in, for this has become something of a ritual of ours. To have coffee every Wednesday, an to catch up on family gossip, and rant an vent to each other. Like I said, today started just like any other day. Coffee and gossip. I wasn't to shocked when she came up behind where I was sitting at the table and leaned over to softly kiss the side of my neck.

Debbie Do 1 / Prologue

Debbie was my go to girl at the office. When I needed a session booked, she was the one who could do it. Even better, she would lean over at her desk revealing cleavage that went all the way from Chicago to Cleveland, She was that special kind of woman. Five foot two, with 38DD breasts always barely restrained in a low cut fashion. My eyes always wavered between her large brown eyes and incredible tits. Debbie knew it. She kept her black hair cropped short so as to never obstruct the view with distracting tresses that would thwart admiration of her magnificent breasts.