I didn't go home that weekend. A change of clothes was not required since we spent the entire time either sitting watching the view, eating or making love. The love making was by turns gentle and soft and fast and furious. The food was good and the sitting together was (find the right word, Debs) intimate. I occasionally asked her where this was going and s...
The plot and action to this episode follows the episode entitled HOTEL HEIRESS NEW ORLEANS. If you've been following this series, Valerie Masters is a pretty super model and soap actress in her 20's, the daughter of a wealthy hotel mogul family. She is constantly getting herself in and out of sticky situations and dangerous ones, and has many adventures in h...
Mrs. Rose called me a late bloomer because I was nineteen and still hadn't learned to drive. I had my permit, but cars seemed scary. All my friends had their licenses, so I felt like I didn't need to learn. But Mrs. Rose said I must. She drove a pick-up truck and claimed driving was the key to a woman's independence. And Mrs. Rose was by far the most indep...
Authors Note: This story takes place sometime in the past. While it is not necessarily probable that two people could stay locked inside a school building without being discovered, it was certainly possible decades ago. As always, if butch/femme pairings and large age differences are not your thing, skip this story. Otherwise, please enjoy! ****** Long af...
My name is Shamika Brown. I'm a six-foot-tall, square Black woman living in the city of Buffalo, New York. I run a shelter for immigrants and refugees known as the House of Life. I wear glasses, I'm somewhat curvy, with big tits and a big round ass. I also wear glasses. I'm in my forties and still not married because nobody can stand having me around. I'm yo...
KARIN In this final chapter in the series I've brought Karin to Australia where she and Tess will get to know each other a little better. This has been an interesting experiment with two separate series bouncing off each other and I've learned a lot. When this is turned into a novel I think I'll merge the two stories together to enhance the ebb and flow of...
I love feedback and will try and reply to any messages sent privately. ***** I dragged anna upstairs and into the bathroom instructing her to run me a bath. I passed her a jar of bubbles and she added a cap-full. The bathroom filled with steam and the scent of jasmine. I motioned for her to help me take off my robe and then to remove my panties. I like to...
I have always preferred the company of women to that of men. It blossomed into a sexual preference. My first experience was at the tender age of 19 during the summer after high school. I was the only female caddy at the Brentwood Country Club, a premier golf course in my town. I continually felt the stares of the boys all over my body and it angered me to...
As Salam Alaikum, dear readers. My name is Faduma ( pronounced Fa-Doom-Ah) Ismail and I'm a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the City of Mogadishu, Somalia, and moved here with my parents, Aden and Amina Ismail, in the summer of 1999. We've never even left the country since that magical first summer, I...
Theresa Brown is the name. I'm the Director of Athletics at Harris College, a historically black school named after the late E. Lynn Harris, a world-famous African-American author. The school opened its doors in 2011. Two years after the death of the legendary Black writer it's named after. And I'm at the helm of its sports department. I run a tight ship and...