A few days later Judith rang to invite me over to her place again, with Donna and another woman I hadn't met before, Anna. Mary wouldn't be there as her hubby was home for the weekend, but I guessed what we'd be getting up to and that wasn't really Mary's thing. It had, however, become a huge turn-on for me, and that night at Judith's she had watched me give...
First to Terry thank you so much for taking the time to make my work worth reading. We all know I needed it. Ripley thank you so much for opening my mind to some different things. Jane Doe your writing is amazing! Please take note! The text in this story contains erotic material, including very graphic descriptions of consensual sexual acts, especially...
Stacy gingerly opened her eyes and blinked slowly for a few long moments as she tried to get her bearings. As she focused her blurry vision, she was greeted by dirty windowless walls which had been red a long time ago, and now were a dusty grey. Then she realized she was naked. And wet. As her senses returned one by one her nostrils were assailed by a host o...
My face is blank. My eyes stare calmly ahead, but my mind is racing. I'm sitting in the waiting room of my gynaecologists office, trying to think of anything but my discomfort and excitement. The seats are hard with a squishy cushion - the kind that makes noise every time you shift your weight. I'm frozen. I wore a short jean skirt today, something that is s...
Elizabeth had enjoyed the evening, chit-chatting with some acquaintances at her favorite dyke bar, Sappho's Lounge (known as Sappho's Clit Lounge to those in the know). She'd had a few drinks and was now ready to head home, cleaning up in the washroom after having taken a piss and a shit. As she was finishing up, a woman walked into the restroom, a petite d...
I stood under the shower for a while, letting the hot water run over me and then opened my eyes suddenly. Maybe I could never mean anything her in the long run, but I could be the most important thing in the world to her for the next hour or so. I dried myself off and opened the door a crack. I could see her in a loose nightgown opening up a bottle of wine....
Most girls would have cried at the thought of leaving town and starting fresh for their senior year, but Sharon wasn't most girls. She had always felt she was destined for better things, and yet she was always one step behind. She blamed her parent's salaries. Blamed the out of style clothes that were all they could afford. Blamed the hand me down car. Blame...
{Author's note: this story follows immediately on from An American Friday In London. It stands alone, but is enjoyed a lot better after the first one.) Kathy and I have just enjoyed a moment of extreme intimacy. Not bad, given that five hours ago she was just a (pretty) face in a City bar. But I can see that already, as she comes down from such a powerful...
I woke up the next morning, still facing Melanie, but she was still facing away from me. I could hear her regular breathing and I knew that she was still asleep. I moved a little and groaned. My ass was so sore and I was stiff from my punishment of last night. I was not exactly happy; Melanie was angry with me, wasn't talking to me or letting me talk with he...
Amy came over for a few bottles of wine and a meal the other night. Amy is my best friend of about 12 years, but over the last few we have been known to indulge in a little bit of girl-on-girl action from time to time, especially when drunk. Never anything quite like this night though. After several glasses I decided to tell her about what I'd gotten up to t...