Linda hummed tunelessly to herself as she made the bed and cleaned up the house. She was happy as she prepared for lunch she was to have here for the four other women who made up her Mother's Club. The Club got together each month to share their lives and experiences as they coped with their young children. They had met through the local mother's group after...
We learned we could do better It is not often when friends believe there is only one way to go. That was when if all began for the two us, after Diana and I, Theresa were no longer satisfied where our lives were going, or the attitude of our men. Men who expected from us what they never, or rarely would do at home. Often spending money in hotels, to be wi...
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[Specifically Dedicated to "My Gus." She can share my cake anytime.] "Why don't you let anyone call you by your full name, Justine?" "Jay." I growled my retort at everyone who had ever called me that, including Gus. "Exactly," Gus responded through her half chewed apple while turning the roundabout way too quickly for my taste. "Justine is a pretty name....
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Tanisha and Kammy had been friends for a really long time, they were always together never separated ;practically from birth. Tanisha spent as much time at Kammy's house as Kammy spent at Tanisha's. Neither of their parents minded their inseparable attitudes much, they even let the girls plan their choices for college together knowing that wherever either on...
My dear readers, This is part three. If you haven't read parts one and two, I'd love it if you'd do so! They are rather short. Also, I have recently read a lovely letter from a cherished reader that made me realize I should reiterate what I actually "am" in my fantasy. Contrary to what it may seem, in my fantasy I'm not a cyborg. I look completely human,...
We enter the store and immediately go to the aisle where the anal plugs are located, remembering from an earlier visit exactly their location. Looking at you and sizing up your mood, I select a large plug and readily see that the choice pleases you. I lean over to kiss you and whisper "You are such an ass whore." Your hands touching the toy, almost caressi...
Looking on the internet of adult toys, I had one hand on the computer, the other hand on a banana that was inside me, me going backwards and forwards to get the feel. After so long of using fruit and vegetables and my fingers, I finally got the courage to buy myself a proper aide. I ended up on a dildo. Happy with my purchase, I went on my bed and continued...
Well, they say that one should never stereotype, and the five lesbians who stepped out of the taxi clearly didn't conform to anyone's preconceived notion of what a Sapphic night out should look like, although the keen-eyed observer would have spotted that we had covered most of the bases. But, while we may have dressed differently, we were united in a shared...