Author's Note: First off, this is my first time writing a story. The inspiration for this story came from Mr_Owlow's Chalice of Change. This is a celebrity(ish) story, but focuses more on transformation and lesbian sex. It starts off a bit slow, but stick with it; it gets good I promise. Please, enjoy the story and comment your thoughts. *****************...
My name is Kelly Brownstone. A six-foot-one, voluptuous and dark-skinned young black woman living in the city of Milton, Massachusetts. If you can call this sort of thing living. I now reside in a tiny shed not far from the house of a woman I once loved. A woman who betrayed me and took everything away from me. My money. My job. My pride. My dignity. My free...
With all the skill of someone who had done this many times before, I slipped out through the window of my home and melted into the darkness of the night. I went in absolute silence, unseen by anyone, and without leaving even the slightest trace behind to reveal that I had fled, a veritable ninja slipping from shadow to shadow without anyone being the wiser....
The name is Kelly Brownstone. I'm a six-foot-one, deliciously curvy, big-bottomed and dark-skinned young black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm co-owner and CEO of Brownstone & Kendrick LLC, a Real Estate company. We've got locations in the towns of Brockton, Bridgewater and Randolph, along with eighteen agents. Business wise, we're d...
This was the way it always was with Dr. Whitmore: she turned her patient on, got her warmed up, and let her experience ecstasy at least once before making the patient service her in return. Madame White was the persona she donned to escape from normality and indulge her darkest, most sadistic tendencies. Sometimes, though, you just need a head in your lap. T...
Jazmine POV Waking up the next morning, I eased my way out of bed making sure I didn't make any sudden movements to wake Kymona up. Sneaking off to the bathroom down the hall, I take a quick shower and then head downstairs to make us some smoothies. I want to cook a big breakfast, but today is way too important for the both of us to end up back in bed from...
Emily and Anna had worked together for about a month and their relationship had begun to grow as they got to know each other more. Both girls were in their mid-twenties and both had gone to college; however, neither of them had quite finished yet. They both seemed to be looking for their place in the world and they were fairly content with their lives to thi...
~Constructive criticism is appreciated as this is my first submission ~This story has a slow build up to sex ~All characters are above the age of 18 ~These characters are completely fiction Thanks for reading and please enjoy :) ~AlmostTangible~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Veronica sat in her apartment window seat, looking out as a knot of anticipation flurried...
Emily reached down under the water and began caressing pubic hair. She ran her fingers down and started stroking Anna’s clit, which was already very swollen. Emily pulled back her kiss from Anna and looked her in the eyes. She reached up with her other hand and was caressing Anna’s face and lips and just looking at her. She was stroking Anna’s clit with her...
Anna James stood third in line at the 'Coffee Express', the local coffee shop at the corner of Brook and Elm. It was a block from her office and where she got her early morning fix. Their high mountain, Peruvian coffee was very nice too. The woman in front of her was also a morning regular who worked in her building as an assistant to a physiotherapist. She...