I never thought of myself primarily as a "lesbian", but since I'm definitely into women, I was necessarily part of the gay/lesbian/bisexual/transgendered community. I don't have a problem with that, nor am I particularly proud of it. It just became part of my life, but I don't define myself through my sexual orientation, life's too varied for that. However...
The music started, the curtains parted, and Wanda Catron wobbled onstage in her four-inch platform heels. The spotlights flared in her eyes, almost blinding her. She reached to her left and found the brass pole. She held on a second, remembering to move her hips to the music. She twirled around the pole, and the trench coat she was wearing flared open, revea...
Dear Reader and of course my Dear Followers I have a request. If you'd like to suggest what might happen in Act 2. I will write it and publish it here. Send as many suggestions as you like and I will choose the one that turns me on the most. With love and respect, Suzy ****************************************** The Secret Theatre It is said that in the...
The music crashed to a halt before a word could escape my lips, which was deeply frustrating because I actually knew the answer to that one. "Sorry, Victoria," Charlie announced, his too handsome visage brightened with a lecherous grin. "Time's up, but you have answered five questions correctly." The live studio audience clapped, their applause quickly givi...
"How high..." sings Lynn. "How hi-igh... How high the moo-oo-oon!" With echoes of Sarah Vaughan, she stretches the final word beyond its normal constraints, modulating the tone, while her fingers follow a little behind on the piano, finally resolving themselves in improvisation when she senses there is little more to be squeezed from one word. The audienc...
I jumped out of bed and drew back the curtains not caring who would see me in my short little nightie. I took in the sunlit vista before me and aspired in ecstasy. I was in love with everything and my head was dizzy with euphoria. I had come out! I was a lesbian and was deliriously happy. Charlotte loved me and I couldn't believe it. The Anointed prom queen...
***** Monday, April 22nd, 2013, 6:00 p.m. "GOOD EVENING, MY LOVELY LADIES AND GENTS!!" Sandy shouted. "HOW'S EVERYBODY DOIN', HUH?!" The crowd cheered loud. "Y'ALL READY TO HAVE ONE HELL OF A TIME TONIGHT?!" she continued. The crowd cheered louder. "GODDAMN RIGHT YOU ARE!!" she hollered. "I'M SANDRA BURTON, YOU ALL KNOW ME, AND MY GORGEOUS HUBBY LOU...
I have a very special dressing room table. To be precise, it is the chair that is special, being shaped like a saddle, and projecting up from the padded leather are two silicone dildos of formidable size. It's not a sex chair - or at least it's not primarily such - but it is, rather, a seat designed to ease my almost constant aching need to be filled both fr...
Well, well, and well-cum, my royal leaders and loyal Readers!! This story is sixth in the "How To" series starring hubby and wife BDSM couple, Lou and Sandra Burton. (Technical note: the first five followed a numerical pattern in their Saga numbers. This one continues that pattern, though it was briefly interrupted by a spicy little tale called "Clerical Ter...
Christine had no idea how much time had gone by since she got on her back. From her point of view time seemed to come to a still. All she knew at that moment was the feeling of ecstasy. Each time Sarah's lips kissed her between her legs Christine felt a chill go up her spine. Her breathing became quiet and staggered as she became more aroused. Christine had,...