Hope you enjoy the story. Look forward to comments. Thanks in advance. A Tale of Gassy Lesbians: The cheerleader (Amy) and the teacher (Veronica) were alone in the classroom. Amy was easily the worst student in the classroom, both in grades and behavior. She was the captain of the cheerleading squad, and part of the most insufferable group of preps in her...
Amy, ex-bitchy prep and current Slave-Slut of the Mistress Veronica, suddenly woke up in the backseat of a car. She could just barely hear a song she had never heard before playing on the car's radio ("Demon of Love" by The Sharp Things) "Mistress?" Amy asked uncertainly. A voice came back, "Yes." "What's going on?" The cheerleader asked. The teacher res...
If you have not read chapters one and two, my name is Sarah. I'm a cop, and I met Brooke through a traffic stop. Through the course of events, we became lovers. When I left off, Brooke had just made me cum so strong, I passed out. This is where we resume our story. When I regained my senses, I was lying on the bed beside Brooke, who was looking at me like...
My name is Danica Haverhill. A six-foot-one, chubby and big-bottomed yet still very good-looking Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. A lot of people think of me as an uptight bitch with too much time and money on her hands. Maybe they're right. Whatever. I don't let it get to me because I've been called worse in my day. Much worse, actu...
This is the fourth(but not the last by far) installment. There's a bit of lesbian role-playing at the end. Hope you enjoy the story. Look forward to comments. Thanks in advance A Tale of Gassy Lesbians 4 Ashley, ex-spoiled prep and the second cheerleader to fall under Veronica's spell, was rapidly coming to love her new identity. She felt confident and sur...
Meet Nadia Poisson, a young black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Born in the environs of Jacmel, Republic of Haiti, Nadia came to the Canadian Capital to find a better life. In her native Haiti, Nadia was an accountant working for the City of Cap-Haitien. She moved to Canada after getting canned for criticizing a powerful gen...
I'll never forget the day I started cheerleading practice; I felt like "the new girl," but the captain of the squad, Brenda, accepted me right away. She even introduced me to her "gang," Vashti, Kary, and Tiffany. They were great girls, and we became quick friends, going everywhere together. One evening after practice, we were all at Brenda's summer cabin...
Flight Attendance Part 2 - Lay Over “Due to a minor technical issue, we regret to inform you that this plane will be grounded for at least seven hours in Singapore while a full check is made, and if necessary a new plane allocated for the onward flight to Sydney.” This announcement was made after we had successfully landed in Singapore, before disembarkati...
It was the weekend. Florence and Maggie were heading to a museum. Florence had insisted on the mannequin arms again. "Flo, you don't need those. Just be yourself!" "It's not about that." Florence pouted. "I'm OK, I just don't want people to stare." She wore an almost empty tote bag, just to have something to keep her arms in place. A security guard asked...
This story is based on actual events. It is taken from my journal. I rented a beach house on west Galveston Island in late September and invited three of my female friends for a four day stay. The first to arrive was Teri who drove down from Dallas. Teri is about 10 years older than I, about my height, slightly heavier, with dark brown hair. I met Teri on t...