Wow, I said to myself, you've come a long way, girl, in the past six months. I glanced over at the girl sleeping beside me in bed, at the long, shapely legs and the full, chocolate breasts that I had enjoyed so much over the past several hours. On the floor around the bed were scattered pieces of clothing - a pretty top here, a pair of shorts over there, and...
Outside Vera's spa we stashed the bags in the trunk. When I ask about the garment bag lying flat across the flooring Candi explained that she sometimes had to change dresses between appointments or change from a modest street dress into her working clothes on the run. Pulling away from the curb she asked if I was hungry. "Yes, I could eat a horse." She gig...
This story is the sequel to the five chapters of the story with a similar name, which was all about sibling incest. There is more of that here, but maybe not with as much detail as when they were discovering everything they wanted to do together. This chapter is in the category Lesbian Sex because I was having more fun letting Vicky and her new college roomm...
Summary: Black seductress turns racist white woman community greeter. Note 1: This story is part of a series of white women submit to black women stories...although each story stands complete on their own. The first one was Straight White Girls: A Pet Teacher which introduced our black seductress Janet as she seduced her daughter's teacher...me. Note 2: Th...
Everyone in this tale is over 18. It is set in pre-revolution France, in a time even less enlightened than today. * Celine was a slut. Not a witch -- she didn't believe in them, anyway -- stuff of fairy-tales, old hags in silly hats flying around improbably on broomsticks. But a slut, she certainly was, and unashamedly so. She tossed her lovely mane of aub...
Heading down the stairs for the drinks Sammi thought she would have a snoop around; walking into the lounge she noticed that one of the cupboard doors on the dresser was open and she just had to take a look inside, slowly pulling it open so she could see what was in it; she looked in wonderment at all the different gadgets that the girls kept in there; whips...
This series of short stories chronicles the journey of Ashleigh with her friends and relations, as she explores her sexuality, and progresses from teenage sex to the wider reaches of sexual behaviour. They are written from different points of view, to give insight into how the experiences influence the individual characters. Read the whole set of stories fo...
Taylor stretched her toes on the dash of Katherine's car as they made their way to Lisa's mountain retreat. The sun felt good as it glistened off her newly painted toenails. She couldn't believe how much her life had changed in the span of a week. Last Saturday she was your average college freshman with a steady boyfriend. Now, she was headed to a mountain h...
(Chapter 12) Count to Six. The flight to Florence had been interesting. That is, if you called trying to stop an angry Italian lesbian from tearing an airport security guard's tongue out interesting. The drama had begun when Zabina's piercings had triggered an oversensitive metal detector at LAX. Normally not a big issue, but the security guard had joking...
Author's note: Although the idea is clearly inspired by a certain Disney Channel sitcom, I've never cared much for the show (or its star). But I've always been intrigued by the idea of someone having to keep a secret identity (probably from all the superhero comics I read as a kid), and by the question of just how far—sexually—someone could go and still ret...