My name is Georgia Antoine. I'm a six-foot-one, busty and delightfully voluptuous, big-bottomed young Black woman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Kennedy College, and currently I'm in my junior year. Life at Kennedy College is okay, if a little boring at times. That's why I make my own fun. This boring college campus is too tame...
The telephone conversation had been a little awkward, calling someone who had left their number on the remote to your tickling panties. Amy nervously approached the whole thing with some precaution, maybe the Asian women that had found the remote at the nightclub that night was just having some fun? Maybe she did not really want me to contact her at all? Amy...
My name is Miranda Hill. I'm a tall, slender and deliciously big-bottomed, forty-something Black woman living in the Back Bay area of Boston, Massachusetts. After many years as a WNBA superstar, I left the fast-growing world of women's professional sports and returned to college. I wanted to mentor young women, especially young Black women. I felt there was...
It was shortly after 11pm that evening that I slipped from my room and made my way down the dimly lit hall towards the chink of light that was emanating from the door of the Mrs Aziz's bedroom. I was wearing only a white silk housecoat that barely covered my arse to reach my soft thighs. On my feet were my black stiletto heels: I liked the extra height they...
Prologue Today I can't believe I'm smitten by her. Me, a thirtyish professor of psychology at a prestigious liberal arts college—smitten—of all things, by a young counter girl just out of high school. "May I help you, Miss?" she asked in an inviting tone. I stood silent and frozen, staring like a cougar. In her early twenties, the young counter girl loo...
Although I haven't actually been hibernating this past winter I sure haven't been showing a lot of skin. Now that spring is officially here, I had to take care of all the fur I let grow. I looked up a shop nearby and called for an appointment for a wax job. I loved the sound of her voice on the phone, she sounded so cheerful, with an Asian singsong accent, I...
This is a highly embellished account of something that happened to me during a recent cruise holiday. As with most of my stories, there is quite a lot of 'scene setting' (during Days 1 and 2) before any real action takes place. I intend this series to follow a range of scenarios over a period of 10 days (time permitting), beginning with a lesbian seduction...
DISCLAIMERS: This story is a work of fiction; any apparent resemblance between the characters in this story and any actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. Do not read this story if you are under the age of 18 or if explicit sexual fiction is illegal in your jurisdiction. WARNING: If lesbian sex upset you - find something e...
The city of Buffalo in New York is my new hunting ground. My name is Danica White and I'm a six-foot-tall, red-haired and green-eyed, voluptuous and big-bottomed white woman living in the big city. I'm a professor of criminal justice at the local community college. And I'm also openly lesbian. I like the ladies. Especially the black ladies. It's just the way...
It was eleven o'clock in the morning. Jane woke up much later than she normally did. She was not one to sleep in, even on the weekends. But she woke up in her bed, confused and drowsy. A delicious smell drifted into her bedroom. The pleasant smell intrigued the small Asian enough to bring her out of bed. She put on her glasses and slowly stumbled out befor...