Martine thrust a bite of scalloped veal into her mouth, chewed and swallowed quickly, then pointed her fork at Helen's lunch. "Aren't you going to eat any more of that?" Helen smiled wistfully down at her Caesar salad and shook her head. "I can't afford to have more than a morsel or two at lunch, dear. I can't burn it off the way you younger gals do." Mart...
Please call me Farrah Abdullah. Or Little Farrah. Everyone does, whether I like it or not. Story of my life. I was born and raised in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, but moved to the city of ottawa, province of ontario, about a decade ago. I am still considered a newcomer to the Confederation of Canada, even though I have been here for a while. I am twenty two...
A simple little story of a Mistress outlining a fantasy for her eager pet, almost as a bedtime story. Imagine pet... I lead you into a softly lit bedroom in the manor and inside are two women both of which are completely nude, one older the other younger and both near flawless. As we walk in you notice that the older woman on the left has a strap-on that l...
This is part three of the story of Carla and her Aunty Jo. This is one continuous story, so this part may not make a great deal of sense unless you have read the previous Chapters. This story is a fantasy, containing hypnotism, lesbian love and sex, a bald woman, piercings, some strong BDSM, watersports and young girls. All the girls are adults. If this is...
"We had best be getting on," Jude said, as she put down her knife and fork and pushed her chair back from the table. "We want to be at the club by eight o'clock, and there's the washing up to be done as well as getting dressed. Hurry along now." Karen got up from where she was kneeling ,and cleared the dishes away to the sink. She filled the bowl with hot s...
I quietly turned the door knob and opened the door to my cozy two bedroom home. I tried to be as silent as possible so no one would know I was home yet. I made it into the living room without any noticing me. I plopped down on the love seat and kicked off my shoes, unbuttoned my blouse, unhooked my bra and threw all three against the far wall. I could tell t...
From the first time Hodan Osman laid eyes on Yolanda Jones, one fine day in the Carleton University atrium, she knew that Yolanda was something else. They were two tall, attractive young Black women from different parts of the world, yet they felt drawn to one another. Women who love women spot one another by looking into each other's eyes, that's essentiall...
What is wrong with a little woman on woman action? Absolutely nothing, I thought as I locked lips with Kristin Hauser. The red-haired, porcelain-skinned White chick seemed genuinely surprised when I told her that I was into girls. It's a mistake a lot of people make when dealing with girls like me. The name is Fatouma Khaled and I'm a young Black woman of So...
This is part 5 of my "Pet" series. I should have named the chapters better but got carried away. Part 1 is "Pet Needs Good Home." Part 2 is "Pet Has Good Home." Part 3 is "Pet and Friend at Home." Part 4 is "Pet and Mistress Sunday Morning." * This is only 15 minutes after Part 4, about 10:00am Feeling sexy, I saunter out of my bedroom with a sensuous...
I have a very special dressing room table. To be precise, it is the chair that is special, being shaped like a saddle, and projecting up from the padded leather are two silicone dildos of formidable size. It's not a sex chair - or at least it's not primarily such - but it is, rather, a seat designed to ease my almost constant aching need to be filled both fr...