Love is a funny thing. It can be beautiful, but only if it is both-sided. As I had just learned the hard way. Ethan had been my boyfriend for six months. For a while I felt cared for and life was good. Slowly I had realized that the only reason he stayed with me was because of my hourglass figure and naivete. He had been cheating on me the whole time we wer...
Peggy and Jennie were fighters for the Resistance during the Second World War. I heard this story through my grandmother who knew one of them later. Peggy was brought up in America, of a French mother and American father. She always spoke French at home and was completely bilingual. She had chestnut hair from her dad and smokin' good looks from her mum. Her...
Alicia couldn't believe what she was doing. Less than an hour ago she was just a lonely college girl who'd barely even kissed anyone. Now, she found herself being led by a woman who was to be called mommy, to a car outside of the bar. She shook with nerves as she got into the passenger seat, feeling herself slide around a bit on the leather seats due to her...
It was late and the gym was pretty much deserted when Rachel was finishing her workout. She was tired out but was happy she'd reached her workout goals and she liked the fact that the place was nigh on empty. The only person was the young woman that had used the bike next to her; a black woman with frizzy hair and a smoking athletic body Rachel had happily n...
Jodie sat down on a corner of the chaise and looked down at the bound figure of Miss White. On the whole she did not appear to be in such bad shape — parts of her body were glowing red, but the skin had not been broken. Jodie screwed the cap off the jar, took a big handful of cream, and began to rub it into the most afflicted areas. Miss White sighed with r...
We'd been friends for years. It wasn't until the last few months though that I found my nipples hardening as she spoke while my eyes wandered to her cleavage. Over these last four years, we'd talked for hours, solving the world's problems and explaining the day-to-day of our lives to each other. Lately though, I couldn't concentrate during our talks. It was...
Pete really said that. He seriously told me that two women can't really fuck and that there needs to be at least one guy for the sex to be good. I didn't think he was serious, but he actually was. It took me a minute, but I laughed in his face. That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. We didn't talk about it for a few weeks, so I assumed that Pete...
The year Livvy finished college she'd got a job, not quite full time because the owner was cheap and even then people didn't read, at a second-hand bookstore. The wage was glorified pocket change and she'd lived in a shared house in a borderline part of town. Her college girlfriend went off to medical school and they'd tried, they really had, for the first s...
This was, I concluded, silly. Here I was, in the hotel room of a woman I had met only an hour earlier. I was naked, my small, stiff nipples coated with my own pussy juice. I was kneeling, by the door, waiting for her to come to her room. What if she was a serial killer? Or a white slaver? My imagination ran riot in one direction. The growing wetness between...
God, I love spooning. I love how warm and safe I feel with her arms around me. I can feel her face buried in my shoulder and I'm so happy. She leaves some soft kisses down my neck, intending surely to be sweet, but of course causing goosebumps to rise up on my neck and arms. I can't be too sexual right now... she's enjoying just cuddling. I lay there for a...