My name is Tessera. Tess for short. I'm 32, a boi-butch dyke and I have a mobile barber service, catering for lezgrrrls and gayboyz - more the former than the latter, but I love my poofy clients. And a surprising number of "str8" (haha) women who, ahem, protest their marital or hetero-partnered bliss rather too much, methinks! Well, in some cases I know that...
This is the second installment of my ultra sound test. I had hundreds of e-mails asking me to write this so I will continue it on from my second visit to the clinic. This story like the first (The Ultra Sound Test) is true it really did happen to me. * * * * * 4 weeks had past since my last visit to the clinic and all I had been thinking about was what hap...
"I DO love you!" I pleaded, "If I didn't then this wouldn't be a big deal to me!" I said as I grabbed Lisa's hand with the passion that surged through my soul. "Why do you always have to bring it up when we are having a good time?" Why can't we just be happy together?!" She asked. How could anyone ask that question in our situation and mean it? I flashe...
I laid her gently down on the bed. She was only wearing a lacy top that tied in the front and a white lacy thong. Her beautiful red hair cascaded down the pillows and over her creamy flesh. I gently ran my hand down her chest and over her flat stomach. Slowly I ran my hand between her legs, touching her softly. She moaned quietly. My lips and tongue traced t...
Catherine and Rebecca never really felt the need to have phone sex, but when the mood hit Rebecca at 1:30 in the morning, the need soon became essential. Catherine was three years younger than Rebecca. She had long blonde hair that she kept parted to her right side, freckles and piercing blue eyes. She stood 5'7 with perky C cups and a tight ass. She was spo...
Well I couldn't help myself, just to look at her body while crew was sleeping. It was so perfect to me. Nice size round melon shaped breast; nice small gum drop nipples that look so delishes right now. Soft and harden up as soon as I rubbed my hand across them. Her flat stomach with them impeccable abs that glisten with a little sweat. Shit even her boxers...
Twas the night before Christmas and I needed a break. I was headed for Cancun. I wasn't taking anyone with me and I hoped that I would get the stress relief that I really needed. I wasn't on the island very long and I had seen lots of eye candy. Nothing really caught my eye, but maybe I wasn't looking. It had been a very long time and I didn't know if I want...
Note: This is a side-story told from an alternative perspective to Queen of Hearts: The New Guest (Chapter 1). It takes place after most of Chapter 1, and in some ways will make a lot more sense if you've read it. ***** The Queen of Hearts laid herself out on a beach chair that Tuesday afternoon. She wore her favorite bikini: the white one with hearts all...
"Your Organizer is here!" Emma places her purse on the entry side-table. "Mmm, I need to be sorted-out!" You say, emerging from behind a corner wearing a lab coat, lace knickers and medical gloves. "Shut the front door!" You snap your gloves. Emma slams the door on command and opens her wool trench. Pockets in the liner reveal neatly arranged lubes and vib...
Flight Attendance Part 1 - Take Off I stepped into the foyer of our apartment, relieved to be able to put down my bags and kick off my shoes. The best part of a business trip is coming home. Knowing you are waiting for me. Twenty-four hours ago as I boarded the plane I had held an image of you, fired by that last crazy night of phone sex – me in the envel...