"Like beauty, sexy is in the eye of the beholder. Do you have anything specific in mind?" the sales clerk asked Kelly, totally ignoring me. "Well, to be honest, she won't be wearing panties very often, so she only needs a "starter" set. Let's begin with two thongs, two string bikinis that tie at the sides and maybe something lacey," Kelly replied. More emb...
Chapter 1 Under normal circumstances the palatial frontage of the Hotel de Crillon would have been intimidating enough but I now looked at it with added trepidation. I took a deeper breath and tried to relax my stride not helped by my new stilettos. I smiled to myself as I imagined the reaction my expenses chit would elicit. The shoes were plain black wit...
Author's comments: First things first: I offer a silent prayer for our men and women in the armed forces. {You don't have to participate if you don't want to, but don't begrudge or belittle those who do. As the ACLU intentionally misquotes; the Constitution of the United States of America guarantees every citizen freedom "of " religion, not freedom "from"...
"I see Lauren." "Where?" "To your left. She's sitting at the red sofa with Melanie." "Melanie is friends with Lauren too?!" Wendy was a bit shocked. With one arm draped around Wendy's shoulder, Sarah gave the corner of Wendy's glossy lavender lips a kiss, then whispered into her ear, "Wendy, now is your best chance to seduce Lauren." Wendy looked at the...
Author's Note: I haven't written a story in a long time but I felt inspired by Halloween this year. I hope you like it. I would love to hear feedback. Happy Halloween!! - K * mé•nage or menage me•nage′ (mā näz̸h′, mə-) noun 1. a household; domestic establishment 2. the management of a household; housekeeping - It all started off with a desire to help...
Introduction Hi, it's me again, Charlotte, but I'd prefer you to think of me as Charley. Charlotte's so girly and faintly old-fashioned, isn't it? Call me that and anyone would think I was one of the Bronte sisters. Yes, ancient yet still ever-popular around the globe, never mind just around my home town. I wish that I had copyright to their works. Fans c...
This is the third chapter in a series chronicling the transformation of a conservative high school principal's submission to a dominate black lesbian student. It depicts scenes of non-consent and reluctance (no force or physical coercion). If you choose to continue please enjoy. * Friday morning Maggie took her swim as usual. She found herself looking towa...
Author's Note: Just want to say thanks for all the comments on my last story, glad so many people enjoyed it! Hope this one is just as enjoyable. *** I heard them giggling and whispering under the sheets, trying and failing to keep their voices down. She was teasing Dillon again, getting him worked up for no good reason other than to send him home frustra...
Hello again! I'm Kenzi Kittle, and I'm not at all ashamed to admit that I'm a young woman with an actual 'lesbian sugar mama' who takes care of me and pays my bills! My Sugar Mama's name is Mrs. Dallas Morgenstern, and she's an older lady (in her mid-fifties) from my hometown of Latrelle, Pennsylvania. Thanks to her, I got a scholarship to attend State Unive...
"Get up those stairs right now." Annie ordered. I love it when she bosses me around. This time it was my turn to take her by the hand and lead her to the bedroom. After seeing the girls using the strap on in the changing room earlier I was desperate to try it. Annie had a whole range of toys, dressing up gear, whips, chains, you name it, so it didn't come...