It was a hot night in Myrtle Beach but that did not stop me from wanting to dance. After a day lying on the beach and swimming, I was ready for some f-u-n. I had found the ideal outfit while cruising along the Boardwalk shops; a satin-like tank top and matching running short set in a bright aquamarine color that made my sun-bronzed skin seem to glow. A skimp...
It was after nine o'clock when Mona finally called. Lynn had fallen off into a wicked slumber after her shower-play and the ringing of her cell phone jolted her awake. The conversation was brief, mostly arrangements and such. Since Mona didn't drink she decided she would drive. She would pick Lynn up at eleven. That was perfect. Lynn was a pretty quick dress...
Her name was Heather Maxwell. She had gorgeous blond locks and the brightest baby blues ever to look my way. I was crushing on her hard. Like a sparkling sunset on a calm ocean, she only showed her face once a day at the most, but it was always a sight to behold. Yes, we worked in the same building, but I was always too busy in my cubicle balancing spreadshe...
Jeannie nudged Lauren. "We've got an audience." Lauren looked toward the tables beside the dance floor. Most of them were occupied by couples, but one had only one occupant, a young man whose hand was not so subtly rubbing the front of his pants. "I think he likes our dancing," Lauren said. "So it seems. Turn around." Lauren faced away from Jeannie, and J...
The music started, the curtains parted, and Wanda Catron wobbled onstage in her four-inch platform heels. The spotlights flared in her eyes, almost blinding her. She reached to her left and found the brass pole. She held on a second, remembering to move her hips to the music. She twirled around the pole, and the trench coat she was wearing flared open, revea...
Oh my god, I am such a freaking stereotype. I was born in China, but my American parents adopted me when I was still a baby. I like to think I was given up by a couple who had too many children and nobly gave me away to loving parents rather than see me put to death. For all I know they just wanted a boy. My parents, which is what I call the people who rais...
This is for the ladies. This story is very different than my last. This is a romance. So you macho "wimp haters" don't waste your time reading this. I tried to get in touch with my feminine side while writing this one. It is for the female reader. I hope it is good. I really want some feedback from the ladies on this little tale. She was so nervous that her...
I wake up slowly. After I figure out where I am I turn over to find my lover Jacqueline sound asleep next to me. I gently slide the covers off her and drink in her feminine form. I can’t resist and I watch as my hand moves toward her small breast and begins to caress her. I watch her face waiting for a reaction but there is none. I continue to caress her bre...
Allie was ready for a girl's night out. It was the first time in a couple months that she could get her parents to baby sit her daughter over night so that she could go out. She got ready in her blue jeans, white tank top with lace around the top edge, jean jacket and her sexy boots, she liked to call them. The girls had agreed to meet at the bar at 7 so tha...
Chapter 2: The Dance Club Again, if you're under 18, read something else. If you're not turned on by romance and hot sex between women, this is not for you... * * * * * For just the first half of their evening together, Monica and Jennifer had gotten very "close", very fast. After returning to their table and some questioning looks from their waiter, they...