The name is Marion Brown. I'm a six-foot-three, kind of heavyset and big-bottomed yet good-looking young black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Riddick College and these days, life is okay. I'm having a lot of fun these days. Simply put, things couldn't be better. I am immersing myself into the BDSM lifestyle and to be ho...
Sunday night, we'd had a fairly long conversation. At least 3 hours long or longer, depending on whether you count when the phone's lose their signals or not. It's well past 2 your time and your just exhausted. It doesn't thrill you either that you have to be up in 4-5 hours for work and getting the girls off to school. You return from your nightly trip to...
Every person I mention in this story is fictional and everyone involved in this story is eighteen and older. * Hi my name is Tiffany Arnold. I was getting ready to switch from public high school to a private all girl school. I was kicked out from my public high school senior year for particular reasons and have to go to a private school for my senior year,...
Thank you for reading my stories, and I am sorry if the wait between chapters is longer than you would like. I am doing my best, and promise to keep writing them as long as the response to them is positive. As always, rating and commenting on the stories are greatly appreciated, and if you would like to make suggestions as to possible scenarios you like to s...
The Break-in While the first part, "Maureen's Slips", was entirely true, this second part is almost half true. The rest is fiction but I'm not explaining which parts are true and which are not. Enjoy! About three weeks went by without any developments, either good and sexy or bad and guilty, in the friendship between Maureen and myself. Of course we remain...
The longest bus ride to Point West High School is the 17 route from Hidden Cove. I live with my mother at Hidden Cove and I ride the bus each school day. It is a long boring ride along the coast, with too many twists and turns to allow for reading. I board the bus along with Aubrey and Melissa each school morning. If I get a ‘hello Gary' from either girl it...
Once again, there are no minors in this story. Everyone is 18 and above. Also, just like before, washingtonstatecowboy helped edit this piece. I hope you like it and thanks for reading! * As Sikowitz stared at his class, he felt a sense of disappointment. He had just recently written a play but now his class didn't want to participate. Realizing it was al...
My full name is Nanette Marten-Story but everybody calls me Nancy. I come from old money and I have the bluest of blue blood running in my veins. My ancestors were Cavalier plantation owners from Virginia, Knickerbocker robber barons from Long Island and Yankee traders from Massachusetts. I think I have inherited my sociopathic tendencies from them. I gradu...
(This adventure is based on the story "Cursed: The Idol of Lesbos" and its sequels by Melissa Dubban, used with the author's permission. While starting from the author's premise, the player's choices may take the story in a very different direction than the original. That is after all a big part of the fun.) It had been a slow day at the antique sh...
Author's Note: This work, my first, would not be possible without the assistance and comments of Carey Thomas, the author of a wonderful set of lesbian romances with characters who interweave among her stories. Her work is published at Literotica.com. She reviewed drafts of certain parts of this book, and I have included, with her permission and changed name...