My name is Dena Raymond. I'm a tall, good-looking young Black woman living in the city of Buffalo, New York. Life is okay for the most part. I attend Buffalo State, where I major in business. Just a young Black woman trying to make it in the big city, you know? Life hasn't been a picnic lately but I'm surviving. By the way, I am gay and having a devil of a t...
When they finally reached their home in Oregon, Becky was totally committed to Raelyn. She no longer considered her job or her boyfriend. She never thought of her apartment or any of her belongings. All she wanted to do was to please Raelyn. The other three women knew that Raelyn had big plans for her slut. They weren't sure that that little white woman had...
A few years ago, I was coming back from Europe on points, and my flight to New York was re-routed to Atlanta to a nasty storm front in the Northeast. As a result, I had an unplanned five-hour layover. I was a little perturbed, but surprisingly, Delta offered all the passengers rooms at the Atlanta Airport Marriott. There wasn't enough time to go tour the cit...
This is the continuation of my special diary that I opened for the cruise I took with my friend Sheena. We took the cruise to the Caribbean Sea to earn some extra money, using our sexy, young bodies. Just in case you did not read the introduction about myself and the events of the first two days on board that I told in "Diary of an Indian cruiseship whore" a...
One night I was walking down a street. I was with Nikki. We were talking when a limo pulled up. The window rolled down and said, "You are on in 30 minutes." We got in the limo. I told Nikki, "This is a part of my life that I didn't want you to know about but there is no time to get you home." I put a blindfold on her and turned on my MP3 player. "Please do...
This story is about forced lesbian sex; if this doesn't interest you then don't read it. * Rachel had just gotten home from work and was exhausted, her days had been growing longer and longer and she just needed a break. She has been working as an apartment manager for about 5 years and she loves what she does, but it is one of the most stressful industrie...
On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me . . . a red silk thong. Actually, she had it delivered by a smiling delivery boy, because she was out of town on business. And there was a note: "Lynne - Sorry I'm not there to open presents on Christmas. But you can wear this on Epiphany. A." Anne was brought up a good Catholic girl. She was the one...
This story has taken a different path from the original conception thanks to feedback from one reader. While it would have been nice if the comment had not been anonymous and maybe a little more polite, it did at least spur me into writing the next instalment from a different perspective and this is the result. As always, your constructive feedback is great...
The first shot was of Sophie, sleeping alone in a big bed. Then the camera cut to a view of outside the house, where two burglars were jimmying a window. They were wearing hoods but were clearly female, because they had on black, form-fitting catsuits like the one Catherine Zeta-Jones wore in Entrapment. After they had gotten the window open and crawled insi...
Patti was eighteen and had just graduated high school and was enjoying a sleepover at a school friend's house. Patti was of medium build with brown eyes, short brown hair, small breasts, about 5 feet 6 inches., and knew for most of her life that she was a lesbian but only had a few experiences with her friends but all that was about to change quickly. Patti...