1. The Erotic Wanderings of Lorna Zimmerman Part I


    Date: 8/28/2015, Categories: Bisexual, Author: Cyberwalker, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    feminine sex in their office, both in her looks and her physicality, with her luscious long brown hair, small breasts and a lithe toned body of a regular yoga practitioner. Every once in a while Lorna would allow a distant male friend or acquaintance to take her out for a date, bring her home and spend the night with her. Yet her most cherished sexual appetite was reserved for erotic literature bordering on fantasy, erotic cinema and porn. She never tried to guess why. She loved what she loved, until she loved another exclusively. Over the last two weeks work pressure had been somewhat debilitating for any scope of relaxation and during this time Lorna had had no respite for any significant recreations, let alone any sexual experience. As the trees around her began to clear and the tiny lodge came into view, she decided to dump her luggage and give her body some much needed attention at the soonest. It really was a pretty hot day and Lorna was already sweating profusely all over her body fitting olive green tank top. She came out of the path into a large flat clearing with the beautiful lodge at one end. Immediately behind the lodge and all around the clearing a gentle forest spread in all directions. The ground of red earth, mostly grassless around her, was shining in the blazing sun. As she came closer to the lodge entrance, an unexpected creature stepped out of the door. A young girl, slightly shorter than her, sporting a longish, pretty and colourful flutter bikini top ...
    and a knee length thin white skirt stopped in her tracks as she saw Lorna. Then a welcoming smile spread across her face. “Hi, I am looking for Mr. Sergey Rybak . Would you know?” asked Lorna. The unknown girl held up a finger and motioned for her to wait, as she took out a pen and a pad from the cloth bag dangling on her shoulder. She swiftly wrote out something and showed it to Lorna. It read: “Sergey Rybak was my father. He passed away last month. Me and my boyfriend, Illya, take care of the place now. My name is Anya.” Lorna gathered that the dark blonde, Belarusian girl could not speak. She expressed her condolence and introduced herself. Anya wrote telling her that she knew who Lorna was, since she had heard a lot about her from her late father and that she was welcome to stay. The lodge was vacant, except for the top room where she and her boyfriend lived. Within the next ten minutes, Anya set everything up for Lorna in her room. Lorna could not help feeling a twinge of enchantment at the sight of this young girl. She must have been six or seven years younger than her which would make her twenty two or twenty three. She was beautiful in a most disarming way, with her grey eyes, luminescent skin, medium hair, delicate frame and a flat soft belly visible under the curve of her flutter bikini top. Once her room was ready, Anya told Lorna that her boyfriend was out to the nearby town for supplies and that she herself was heading into the forest for a while. Offering some ...