Brenda logged on. She saw Jen right away. "Good morning." "Hi." "How are you?" "I'm good...how are you?" "Pretty good." "Cool." There was a pause. Jen typed: "I was thinking about you." "Oh," said Brenda. "Me too." "What...you were thinking about yourself too?" Brenda laughed. "No. You know what I mean." "I do." Jen typed a smiley to match the...
When I was still in high school I shared a dormitory with three other girls. We had a small room, desks and two double bunk beds with a communal bathroom. It was not very spacious, especially since my best friend Christine and I had to share with our arch enemies, Melanie and Rachel. Mel and Rach, as we knew them, were the popular girls of our grade. Both ha...
Day Two: I woke up and she was already up and dressed. She was wearing a sea-foam green cardigan over a soft yellow sundress. I prop myself up in my elbows and watch as she brushes her hair. In the cool sunlight of morning she looks absolutely beautiful. She turns, looking at me and blushes. "Good morning, baby." I yawn, stretching out in the bed that w...
Gwen, dressed in just her charcoal sweater, knelt on Domenique's living room rug, her sweet round ass up, her smooth brown legs spread apart and her head nestled in her folded arms. She watched Domenique, still fully clothed, sitting on her chaise, sipping her spiced white wine, and roving her eyes covetously over Gwen's lovely contours. Gwen, her ass open a...
The confessions are usually pretty lame: Wearing make-up or feeling funny while watching Justin Bieber but occasionally you get a juicy one and that's a good guide to who might succumb to my charms. I see Peter, tall, thin, serious, awkwardly raising his hand and I feel a bit sick: it's unusual for one of the boys to confess anything. Surely he's not going t...
Evan and I had been dating for seven months and had moved in together before I met his mum, Tina. I knew she had been only 14 when she had given birth to her only child, and I also knew that she was a lesbian living with her lover, Julie. Evan talked about her a lot, he was obviously quite close to her, but he had never told me how sexy she was. The first ti...
Harper strode down the road, agitation making her unaware of the appreciative glances that followed her swaying hips as she passed. Truthfully, she wasn't aware of much else right now, other than her need. The Craving was upon her full force, the need for leather and sex, dominance and sweat, to take control and to ravish. In her black summer dress and sand...
This wasn't my first sexual encounter with a women. It wasn't even my first girl/girl encounter with a friend. A girlfriend and I ended up going at it in front of our husbands one night. That was spontaneous and fucking hot. But, it was my first encounter with two women and it was certainly a first with sisters. It freaked me out more than a bit initially an...
Stacie had to stop from rolling her eyes. Here was yet another one of them, a young, redneck bitch from up in the hill country, dropping her foxy country butt down on a chair opposite Stacie, in Stacie's office. This one was on the scrawny side, but, still, a sexy number, a green-eyed, lanky strawberry blonde, chewing gum and looking dumb. And looking more t...
The Köntlicher Files, Chapter 2: Paul and Susan Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers (All characters were at least 18 years old at the time of sexual activity) The Köntlicher (pronounced: kōn-li-shay) Institute is affiliated with a major Midwestern University, and dedicated to the study of heterosexual relationships disrupted by apparently aberrant behavior...