My parents split up in my first year of junior college, when I was just out of high school. My dad left and I didn't get along with my mom - both of us were pretty emotional at the time - so my aunt Rosalyn offered to take me in until things settled down. A few months after I moved in, my cousin Nicole's best friend Sherie moved in too. My cousin Nicole was...
Stacie had to stop from rolling her eyes. Here was yet another one of them, a young, redneck bitch from up in the hill country, dropping her foxy country butt down on a chair opposite Stacie, in Stacie's office. This one was on the scrawny side, but, still, a sexy number, a green-eyed, lanky strawberry blonde, chewing gum and looking dumb. And looking more t...
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...
(The last story Shara invited me to meet Brenda at the beach and mix it up with her lesbian group warning me they may make me a free for all party! The strapon sex is vivid but believable as the author has personally been strapon fucked for two hours at a time!) * Shara invited me to the gay/lesbian alternative nude beach that was hidden away in private p...
I'm standing in the cold, rainy night waiting for her. She has chosen the motel. So far, I have only had glimpses of her; seeing her at a party, a club, on the street, but somehow, she caught me once and gave me this address. It's 9pm. I'm smoking a cigarette. I enjoy the nicotine as it flows into my lungs and brain, drawing hard on it. Shadows in the night...
My friends had suggested I needed a vacation. It had been nearly two years since my jerkface shitwad ex-husband had walked out on me and the kids. I had worn myself ragged trying to keep up with all the schedules, homework and extra-curriculars, then trying to keep up with my own job - forget trying to have a life of my own. Dickface had picked up the kids...
THE WORKOUT I'd been working out in my gym for about an hour, in the middle of some cool-down stretches, when I was interrupted by my sub, Holly. "I have a gift for you, Mistress Dana," she said playfully. She was right behind me. I opened my eyes and found myself looking straight up her skirt, her panty-covered pussy staring right back at me. Holly was a l...
I was in my mid thirties, happily married to a man who I considered my best friend and my sexual partner as we both had healthy sexual appetites that filled the nights well and I had the satisfaction in my job to make the days pleasant. I think I am fairly attractive, blonde hair, green eyes and I was pretty trim for my age; I've recognized the 'look' from m...
I love the nights when Dana and I hunker down at her place in pajamas or less, have a few drinks and watch a movie. We don't always see all of it because good things usually happen. This night was no different, only better. The movie was a lesbian romance and we were watching in the light of the screen and vanilla scented candles on the tables on each side...
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...