Look, this isn't easy for me to say so I'm just going to say it. My name is Tina Jane Connell, T.J. to my friends, and I'm a biracial woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the City of Calgary, Alberta, to a Jamaican mother and Irish-Canadian father. Expressing myself through writing is one of my hobbies. A lot of things have been happeni...
I lie on my back with Nana partially on top of me...her mouth back to work on my breast, I can feel her teeth raking my hard nipple, making me gasp and moan. I again put my hands on her shoulders and start to push when she yanks my hair hard and I drop my arms down...my fingers resting lightly against her upper arms. Trapped...pinned by her...as she enjoys o...
The gym was packed that day with women panicking that they'd gained a pound or two after the holidays. I never panic about stuff like that, but then agian I'm not tempted by food. I'm far more into sex-all kinds of hot, wild sex, the kind my boyfriend has no talent for and no interest in providing. Luckily, we have an arrangement. As long as I am discreet,...
"Harder!" I screamed as Brian pumped into me. I was so close to orgasm, and I would not let anything stop. Her tongue me from cumming. The pounding of flesh on flesh was intoxicatingly loud, but only second to our moans. Brian let out the sexiest grunt as his cum filled my pussy. I furiously rubbed my clit until my juices mixed with his. As he rolled off o...
As many times as she had fantasized about it, Laurie had never seriously considered the possibility of being with another woman. Fantasizing and actually doing were two very different things. If she were being honest with herself, she would say that the reason for not exploring her fantasy was fear. She was confused about the dynamics of two women together....
The following story is based on events from my own life and does not necessarily represent a healthy mindset. Never engage in any described sexual acts without prior negotiation and safety measures. I am a real lesbian, so this story is written out of my own desires and not political correctness. All people in this story are over 18. I jolted awake to my...
With my first conscious thought, I became aware of the sun on my face. It was streaming through the thin curtains of my bedroom as it did every morning this time of year. I knew my alarm wouldn't go off for a little bit yet but I didn't mind. I turned, stretching, the slick sheet sliding across my sensitive nipples. There was a weight and movement in the b...
Sadie stumbled off the court, dropping her racket and rolled onto her back, staring up at the evening sky. She would have to stand up in a second to stretch, she knew that. Her body seemed to have other ideas though and protested with enthusiastic muscle burning as she stood up slowly to begin her stretching routine. As she stretched, Sandie peered across th...
This story is actually the ending chapter of a much longer story about these two women so I had to add some long explanations at the front. If comments are good, then I will publish the complete novella. Thanks for reading. * The old motel on the Shawnee highway had seen better days, but it had been home for weeks and she was sorry to leave the place. Th...
Sky is a tanned, nicely put together 19 year old, 5'6" and around 115 lbs thin. She is graced with petite breasts, frequently accented by a push-up bra to deepen her cleavage, quick and intelligent green eyes with long lashes, high cheekbones, light, shoulder-length brunette hair with natural blond highlights, and thin and shapely legs that few men fail to i...