For a few weeks, things started to stabilize. I found some excuse to stay at Rebecca's apartment almost every night, and Jennifer found some excuse to come visit me after class every day or two. I kept trying to rationalize what was going on, telling myself that my time with Rebecca was only about sex... but a few days into this new pattern, things cooled of...
This is for all the devoted fans of Lesbian Army Life, who pleaded and requested more…enjoy! Smith and I had grown together as a couple more than we could have imagined that first day when we had been thrown together in barracks. Smith and I now fit together as buddies, comrades and lovers. We went to sleep each night sucking each other out, we often woke...
My cousin Jess was gripping onto an empty wineglass in her hand and lazily slurping out a few corny words to a drunken guy leaning against a wall. "Ooohhh...I like your stubble...It's so sexy... Like sandpaper." She said to the guy, touching his face and giggling. I could see where this was leading. "Party's over, its time to go home." I told her, "I'm ca...
We are sitting together at a booth, drink and nibbles in our reach. All the guys are looking at us because of the way in which we are looking at each other. They know that they are not invited to this little gathering. You are dressed seductively for our first date, short black skirt, long black boots and loose shirt with the buttons just low enough to let...
Laina and I weren't together for too long when she confessed to me that she enjoyed looking at women. It's the breasts, mostly. She's got a bit of a fetish there I think. Of course, being her husband, I certainly share her appreciation for them -- it's no small turn-on to see her ogling other women. She tries to be discrete but I know her too well for all th...
Meet Aisha Elmi, a young Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Aisha was born in La Belle Province, to a Somali Muslim immigrant father, Ahmad Elmi, and a white Canadian mother, Alexandra Dauphin. The Elmi family had a tough life living in the sometimes harsh environs of Quebec City, but it made them resilient. As for Aisha, her difficult upbri...
She lay naked on the bed, her body glistening with the aromatic oils that had been gently rubbed into her skin. Her arms were stretched above her head, held firmly but gently by something or someone. Her legs were spread wide and the ankles were securely fastened to the posts at the bottom of the bed, her hips were raised on pillows so that her cunt and arse...
Marsha smoothed back her red hair and walked slowly toward her front door. She was in the middle of her workout and not eager to greet a door-to-door salesman, or for that matter anyone who'd talk long enough that her heart rate would slow. She needed to keep it at 80% of her maximum rate for 45 minutes if she was going to keep the cellulite from building up...
The name is Ashley Michelle Blackstone. I'm a young black woman living in Brockton, Massachusetts. I attend Commonwealth Tech, a private school located in Bean Town and currently major in Business Administration. Someday, I'm going to be a big-shot businessman. Yeah, that's my dream. Until then, I'm earning a living in the world's oldest profession. Yes, I a...
It was a Friday night, and instead of being out with the love of my life, I was sitting alone, at some bar, drowning my sorrows in tequila. We'd had a fight. He wants to get married, have kids, buy a house in the middle of nowhere and I wasn't ready for that. I was 25. I had plenty of time for that later. Right now, I just wanted to have fun. So, alone at...