'What a tender young thing. Wonder who she belongs to. Oh you silly cow, I'm still in the States, not the L.C. (Lesbian Confederacy) She'll be a free lady.' It was the first time I laid eyes on Amanda, sitting in the first class lounge at Kennedy all alone, sipping a Canada Dry, looking a bit lost. She had thick light brown hair that came in a simple style...
I don't think I used any slang words in this one, at least any that were obscure, so no need for a list! Also pre-warning: Read the tags. I'm also writing with the assumption you've read past chapters, if not, it doesn't really matter. Enjoy and comment! ... It was on a Chill Day night, lying in bed together naked and staring at the ceiling, I chose to...
Mom learns daughter's secret, recalls her own. I answered the bell. It was my neighbor Sandy, coming over for our morning coffee, a ritual we had started shortly after she moved into the cul-de-sac. Her husband travels a bit, as does mine, so we had opportunities to pal around together. Soon after I poured a cup for each of us, she noticed that I seemed...
The city of Buffalo in New York is my new hunting ground. My name is Danica White and I'm a six-foot-tall, red-haired and green-eyed, voluptuous and big-bottomed white woman living in the big city. I'm a professor of criminal justice at the local community college. And I'm also openly lesbian. I like the ladies. Especially the black ladies. It's just the way...
Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. This is a work of Fiction and will have an additional chapter. Thank you for your comments. This is the third installment of a story I began in January. The plot is settled but the scenes and details have required more time than anticipated. The curve of the plot is shifting to t...
Author's note: I would strongly suggest reading Get It Girl: parts I and II first. ***** How had a simple call for a plumber to fix a leaky pipe turn into this girl's tongue caressing mine? And now she wanted to "show me something" and asked me to follow her? What else could I do? Helplessly, I followed Mia as she strode confidently out of the bathroom. S...
We travelled light. Earl Harold went on ahead with his swiftest steed and his housecarls. Ealdgyth, myself, and the ladies in waiting followed more sedately. The old Roman roads were such a blessing, and we arrived in Westminster two days before the Christ Mass. The Court was hushed with anxiety. The old King was a saintly man, so they said. He was pious, h...
A week later, Candice asked me to stay after class then invited me to go with her to an Ingmar Bergman movie. I gagged at the title, but cheerfully said, sure. We had a good time, and it was the first of many such good times; movies, plays, art shows, and once even a cocktail party. Of course, I willfully restrained all my sexual impulses and made no advance...
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...
PROLOGUE: Nicole had been living at the Saint Agatha's Orphanage in Cottonwood, Rhode Island, for just over a year now; her 18th birthday a few days away. She'd come to stay at the orphanage when her parents had both perished in horrific train accident while traveling from Rhode Island to New York for an Easter celebration; she was nearly 17 at the time and...