by mandywilluk2000 aka Amanda Williams A tender story about how a daughter's best friend introduces her mother to the Sapphic world of woman to woman sex. * I suppose I had thought about sex with my own gender about as much as most women. Which wasn't very much or often. Sure, now and then I had wondered what it might be like to have my body pressed aga...
A note from the author (Sapphicgranny): Dear readers, this is the fourth installment in the series of stories about Lydia and her young submissive lover Rita. I have received much positive feedback on the first three stories in the series and hope you also will like this one. The previous stories are: Chapter 1: The Subjugation of Rita Chapter 2: Weekend...
Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see. Mark Twain. There's a lot of advice out there about how to attract the eye of that special someone. It ranges from the usual beauty and personal grooming tips down to deeper things like attitude but while some of that advice is good and a lot is just plain rubbish, one thing I look for...
My words hung in the air like an ominous thundercloud, and the darkening of Debbie's eyes held the promise of my perfect storm. And yet... I needed to know. "Please, Debbie... what are we going to do when the holiday finishes?" For the longest of moments I expected vitriol; would not have been at all surprised to be struck by a thunderbolt of my new girlfr...
One day she throws on a tight satin Dolce & Gabbana - high heels and a pashmina wrap, and grabs her Baschmakoff purse, and walks out. Her Rolls Royce shushes its way to locate her afterawhile, and leans in acquiescently as it approaches the spot where she is standing on the pavement. Angrily, she pulls off the million-dollar ring and casts it down to the...
This is the second part of a story so please read the first part first! If you have already read it: a short comprehension: Shari, a young black student girl, born in a poor family, comes to Boston for studying at the university. At searching a room to rent, she gets to know mature Christine Fisher, a rich, white BBW-lady, who is offering her to live in her...
The thought that I probably would never score with a teenage girl ever again, was in my mind the day, fairly recently, when I was surprised by a turn of events. It was this way. My neighbour's nineteen-year-old daughter, coming back from a day at college, rang my doorbell... Here's what I had been thinking: "I'm forty-six. I have been a lesbian since I was...
Andrea was beautiful. She'd always been beautiful. But standing in the doorway, welcoming me, I was overcome. Her body was one long perfect wave, curves everywhere they should be, drawing your eyes to follow them. Her green eyes were dark, and her slightly curly hair could only be described as scarlet. She was barefoot, wearing a cute, frayed denim miniski...
Amy sat with her bare bottom planted against the cold linoleum floor, legs partly splayed. She was breathing heavily from the excitement of mere seconds ago. Her arms propped up her shaking body behind her, though they were as unstable as the rest of her. Amy's fingers tensed against the floor; she took a deep breath and then relaxed, stretching her legs, he...
This my first story, may not be the last who knows. The muse is a fickle unpredictable creature at best. I need to say thank you to Fire_Breeze for editing the grammar, spelling.etc.. Her patience is a virtue. She was one of a few who said go ahead post it. The story contains consensual sex between women of age. If that isn't your thing then don't read it....