Author's Note: This is based on an actual event that happened to me. * I walked into the nail salon on a seemingly uneventful Tuesday, hoping to kill some time before going home to my gay roommate and his drama. All I really wanted was a pedicure, but I got so much more in the end. I'd never been to this nail salon, but decided to try it after the other As...
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...
Chapter 3: Second Skin The crystal globe sang with reverberations as it rattled, the spotlight glinting off its surface in the darkness. Strong yet diminutive fists collided unrelentingly with the globe's interior wall with force enough to crumble mountains, but found pure diamentium giving no quarter. Perspiration began condensing on the taut sinuous muscl...
Subject: Human pets, Lesbian, Domination, Urination, Bondage ***** Having recently moved from across the Atlantic to America Yelene was alone, friendless and quite poor. She was studying in America, contrary to popular opinion most Russian women did not come to America to become mail order brides or hookers, Yelene was a well-educated, respected professi...
Sabrina Barnes woke up Monday morning with a smile on her face. The weekend had been both pleasant and productive, for her and Pamela Evans. Hopefully the girl would follow her instructions, and take her threat seriously. Although Sabrina had a pretty good feeling young Pamela would do just that. She had barely started eating her breakfast when her cell ph...
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...
Maneuvering through traffic after what had to be the longest day of her year, Linda was at last on her way home. The thirty seven year old brunette headed up the accounting department of a multi-national manufacturing firm and this was the dreaded fiscal year end. Linda enjoyed her job most of the time; however, the frantic pace of this week was enough to ge...
Veronica and Maria woke up in each other's arms. They were only covered by a blanket as they realized they fell asleep together on the office couch. Veronica looked into her supervisor's eyes as they could do nothing but chuckle at the situation, they found themselves in. "What a crazy night," Veronica finally said. "Yeah," agreed Maria, followed by an...
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...
All the things I've done. They never truly cease to amaze me. My name is Marguerite Fils-Aime. A young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Sanctus Magnus University, a private Catholic school located in the heart of Boston. These days, I'm simply having the time of my life. The life of a Black lesbian...