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Dedicated to the Claire in the story. You know who you are. Thank you for the thought. Thank you too to DeliciousThoughts (member id 1263782) for the edits. The title, by the way, is a coincidence. ***** This is a story of interracial lesbian sex, of domination and control without the paraphernalia that goes with the routine found in most literature of thi...
Author's Note. This is a story about control. Control and manipulation. Control, manipulation, dominance, submission and most importantly it is about relationships. It is also about contrasts and differences in the roles we adopt dependent upon who we are with. Having said that it is not really about BDSM or pain or tying up or spanking or blindfolds or but...
This is a work of complete fantasy. No one in this narrative bares any resemblance to a real person. I thank my friend Jayne for her editing, and her ability to tell me the truth about not going too far off the deep end. This chapter will be under lesbian sex, but any further ones may be under a different category, depending on how the story unfolds. This is...
I smile as I recall December. I must have slept 2 hours the whole trip. Occasionally, I drift back and long to feel her skin against mine one more time. I allow myself to orgasm as I reflect back on all the times I watched her cum. Now that we've gone our seperate ways I can't help but imagine what would happen if our paths crossed again for one more night....
"You want to do what?" Sharon looked at my girlfriend in utter amazement as Heather repeated herself, this time more slowly, as though she really hadn't heard the first time. "I want to tie you up," Heather said again, as she shook her head in wonder. See we had been playing around with bondage for year, but I was always the one who'd been bound. Never had...
Walking to the door, she felt confidence in her work. April had created her own business by deciding she would do what she liked best. A little planning and soon she had several appointments. She thought back to how she had decided to get into the business of personal massage. Her first orgasm had come at the hands of a masseuse who knew all of the special...
The door to Massage Room Four was open, but no one was there, so I went inside and sat on the massage table. "You can put on anything you'd like," came a voice from behind, startling me. I turned around and found a beautiful woman standing behind me, closing the door. She wore yoga pants with a stripe down the side and a tank top. Her long dark-blonde locks...
"I don't think I could ever be attracted to a woman," she says. "Is that so," I ask, my eyebrow raising in amusement. She's a challenge waiting to happen and I'm more than happy to accept that challenge. She doesn't answer but looks skeptical. She's absolutely gorgeous to me - tall and curved in all the right places with cafe au' lait skin and dark hair. Sh...
Kat woke even before her alarm clock rung, with a gasp of anticipation. Sunday morning. The best goddamn fucking morning of the whole week. She began getting ready for church easily, without haste or worry. She hadn't missed a visit to the Lord's Temple in five years, and by now she knew exactly what she was doing. She knew exactly which tight dress she...