Beatrice Dawson is the name. I'm a tall, curvy and dark-skinned, beautiful Black woman in her mid-forties living in the city of Atlanta, Georgia. I am a professor of African-American Literature at Spelman College. These days, life is cool. I recently left my husband Dwight after I caught him cheating on me with a skinny white woman half his age. Twenty years...
Khadija surveyed the naked bodies in front of her. They were all girls and all final year students at the Khourigba School of Sexual Studies (or 'Triple S' as it was otherwise known). All students who'd opted for Practical Lesbian Studies as one of their final year courses. At least none of them would be virgins, that was certain. There would be none of that...
We've all got secrets. And why shouldn't we? It's part of who we are. Having secrets simply means you're a normal person. Sometimes I will never apologize for. My name is Marguerite Alexandre Jean. I'm a five-foot-eleven, lean and athletic, dark-skinned Black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I teach History at Saint...
Chloe Pt.2 - Alex acquainted My car was a rather old convertible, but it was still cool enough to attract attention. When Chloe and I left the apartment-building, she was obviously uncomfortable. Well, with a 13 inch dildo lodged inside her bowels, it was not surprising. I opened the car door for her, and when she was in I got into the driver’s seat. The f...
Every precinct has a captain. Precinct One of the Female Erotic Police Squad was no exception to that rule. It was commanded by captain Athena. Her mythological name was the effect of her parents classical education and her exotic looks - of their ancestry. Athena's mother was Samoan and her father - Japanese. The captain had a light brown skin, slightly sla...
A massage is meant to be therapeutic. The best therapy is sex. Therefore, the best massage therapy is a sensual massage. For normal, upstanding women, finding a sensual massage is next to impossible. I prefer massages by women. Actually, I have never paid for a massage by a man. That's a whole different story. Nonetheless, this story is about a woman massag...
Slave. . . That is what some might call us at first glance, but what they don't realize is why we are here like this in the first place. If they understood that than they might have an idea as to why we let Kristie treat us like this. Like the sex starved lesbian slaves that we all so desperately want to be. I remember how it all started for myself, I was a...
Chapter 5 Girls will be Girls With a mischievous glint in her eye, Cynthia giggled, "Now it's your turn. I want to taste some of your chocolate cream pie. I only got a taste when I cleaned up John. I want more. You have a feast in that hole of yours." Moving toward the desk where Joy was sprawled, Cynthia commanded, "Lean back and enjoy." Kneeling before t...
For Bandit ++++++++++++++ The yacht’s motor had been recently overhauled, and so should have started easily. Bandit could not figure out why it would not even turn over, let alone run. It would give a sort of half-hearted wheeze, turn about 1/4 of a revolution – Bandit could see the drive shaft try to turn – and then stop, with a sort of muffled #bang#. S...
Like many women in my current situation, I know what it is like to have your world turned upside down. My name is Cindy Redding. I am 23 years old. I married my long time boy friend Mark Harris at 18 and divorced him for cheating at 22. It is a sad tale. Repeating the story hurts but hels explain my current lesbian life. Looking back at our short life toget...