Janet wished she could go back in time, just a few years, and change some of her decisions. As she slowly kissed Yvette, a fellow dancer at Dazzlers, she wished she'd not felt like this was her only outlet for love. Not that Yvette was a bad experience. They really cared about one-another. But their affair was only between dances. And then Janet would have...
I'll never forget that night. At first it seemed like any other, my best friend and I watching Craig Ferguson, out nightly TV show. Fits of giggles came in waves, cramping my back each time I burst. My pain showed, and she offered to work out the muscles. I removed my shirt, after all, best friends don't mind each other's nudity. Her fingers worked magic, tr...
Mistress Jojo here. By now I trust I don't require an introduction. I'm a tall, blonde-haired and blue-eyed bitch of the caucasian persuasion who enjoys dominating Black women. And as I was sitting in my living room today, I realized I had a visitor. Oh look who it is? None other than Veronika, a tall black woman who loves to be dominated by white girls like...
It still makes me smile to hear your voice from the shower as you sing. Your words echo from the bathroom into the bedroom where I am lying on the bed, waiting for you to finish. The song ends and I hear the water shut off and the sounds of you drying yourself. Your voice rings out with "I’m ready" and I pad into the bathroom where I had placed the chair ear...
Lorren drove up to the nondescript two-story building and parked right out front. Plain gray stone with plain white trim made the understated building blend in with the others on the block. She checked the piece of paper resting on the passenger's seat. Yeah, this was the right address, she thought. Her friend Anita recommended this place over a month ago,...
Author's Notes: This story was inspired by the song Like We Used To by A Rocket To The Moon. I want to thank my editors, one of my best friends, Cassy and LaRascasse. Please vote and comment. Any comments would be appreciated. ******* Life changes after school, there was never anything to deny that. It just depended whether it changed for the better or t...
When Nicole finally recuperated from the powerful orgasm that Cindy had given her, she softly said to her Mom, as well as Marta and Cindy, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pee, it just happened and I couldn't stop it from squirting out." Kim gave Nicole a nice hug as Marta and Cindy looked on. "Honey, you didn't pee, what squirted out was your cum," said Cindy,...
Miranda pulled up into their drive, stopped, and parked the car. She paused, briefly, and with a deep sigh she reached to open the car door. Miranda's mind was in turmoil, full of apprehension, unsure of how to approach the problem, if indeed there was a problem to begin with. Regularly, Miranda and Lisa, her old university friend meets up for dinner, more...
A big thank you to Destiny_Parker for the help with reviewing and editing this story. ------------------------------------------------------------- This is the story as told to me by a friend recounting her first experience with another woman. It certainly got both of us hot when she was telling so with her permission I wanted to share it. This is my fir...
Now I know what it is to be entangled. It means to be tangled up in your own frustrated desire: a sad joy. Not bittersweet, two emotions dissolving into each other, but two emotions entangled: both whole and solid. I was in a seven-year relationship with a man at the time. I could neither admit nor seek sexual fulfillment. When I met Lucia I met someone ent...