This story was wrote as a challenge, and as such there maybe some discrepancies in exactly how each character feels. The reason behind this, is simply I am male, the story is about a lesbian couple, there is no way at all that I could ever truly expect to describe what two women can/could or do feel in throws of passion. All that is left for me to say is tha...
Scarlett's shoulders ached as she pushed the stuck door open and entered the kitchen. Her girlfriend, Aria, leaned over the counter, wiping pasta sauce off the smooth granite top. A long, flowing skirt danced around her delicate legs as she cleaned. Her silk blouse danced around her shoulders. She yawned, leaning forward and stretching her smooth, slender ar...
Holly tethers my limbs to the four corners of our bed and checks the tightness of the hold. The air is cool on my naked skin. She sits down gingerly so she doesn't wrinkle her trousers. "So, the guests should be arriving soon. Do you need anything?" I flex my wrists and look up at my wife. "I need you." "Too bad, toots." "Mmm. You're getting me all hot...
"I'm going to shave your bush." "What?" Jeri's hands flew between her legs. "Why?" "Because I'm going to have my mouth all over your pussy and when I do I don't want a bunch of hair in my mouth." Jerilyn shuddered at the image of Rain's head between her legs. When they kissed, her tongue was soft and gentle. What would Rain's soft lips feel like moving ov...
Chapter 05 The wealthy woman submits completely Geraldine awoke remembering last nights feeling of contentment, with her lowly position of pet-girl, and cringed from the disgrace of it. That young girl had stuck a butt plug up her ass, attached a tail to it, and she had thanked her for it. How low could she get! The memory of being fucked by the girl left...
Hello, there. How are you today? My name is Jocelyn Winston. I'm a young woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the City of Boston, Massachusetts, but have lived in Canada for the past eight years. I am twenty six years old and hold dual American/Canadian citizenship, which isn't as cool as it sounds come tax time. I study bus...
You come back after a bad day, me back after a good day, and my cheerfulness just annoying you. But you are horny too; it's two days away from your period, and you want that release. You pour yourself a drink, and tell me to go prepare myself. I'm not sure what's happening, but I want to please you, so I go strip and shower and douche, shave my legs, brush...
Last paragraph from chapter 9: Kristi heard the running water and reluctantly scrolled to the next SMS, afraid at what she might see. Her heart sank as she looked down to see a blurry upside-down R-rated picture -- presumably of Madison from the waist down - with her shorts opened and her hand inside a pair of white lace panties. She placed the phone back...
The smile on my face widens as I awake to the memories of the night before...you had always told me that I was allowed to "play" when you were out of town...but never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that I would bring home a woman... My evening had begun with a few drinks with a friend from work...we had decided that we were going to take a cab to a club...
Gabby dipped her head down and tousled her hair then tossed her head back and flipped her hair so it fell over her shoulders in a careless mussed up way. She picked and brushed back a few loose ends and gazed approvingly in the mirror. A few brushes of blush on her cheeks and a careful touch up of her lip gloss and she smiled, tugged her blouse once or twice...