The name is Veronique Angel. I'm a six-foot-three, busty and big-bottomed, voluptuous Black woman of Jamaican descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I'm the top lawyer on the legal defense team working with the world-famous Massachusetts General Hospital. I love my job. Especially when it's time to take on life and death decisions. Ye...
I have always been a bit of a tomboy. I like to wear my hair short because it is easier, and I think it flatters my round face and brings out my bright blue eyes. I am rather short at 5’1”, and weigh 140 pounds. Some people would say I am a little stocky but I am not fat just muscular. I have a rather large 38c chest, which on my short frame appears even lar...
I was so infused with nervous energy, I felt like I was buzzing, like Fedora ought to have been able hear it. She was just watching me, letting me caress her naked breast, letting my thumb strum her nipple. I didn't dare meet her eyes. "That feels nice," she said sweetly. I bowed my head still further, but I couldn't remove my hand from her freaking boob....
Whatever it was between Rose and Bree, Bree had stopped trying to define it. During their last encounter they had shared such passionate kisses that she was sure Rose must have feelings for her as well. Neither of them could deny their wanton physical connection. After Bree had her way with Rose, Rose had intently returned the favor. But soon after Bree ha...
Allison and Sierra were roommates their first semester at Boston College, now in their sophomore year, living together as roommates off campus. The two of them were practically inseparable, friends from the moment they spoke to each other, and both enjoyed the freedoms living off campus. Allison admitted her secret bisexuality to Sierra late in their freshma...
Private Jet Lesbian Affair - Night Scenic Flight To Cherish! Casandra never knew what hit her when she was invited on a City Limits Joy Flight for a Christmas Work Bonus. 'Oh My, I've never been on a private plane before, let alone even looked inside one!' Casandra's boss Helena Ritchies, a top flight lawyer in a top flight city law firm doesn't let a g...
Jenny was in the middle of a strange and sexy dream — it was the 1960s, she was at a party, and different crazy things were happening in every room — when she felt herself being gently shaken awake. "Hey, Jen," whispered Kristin. Blinking, fighting to remember who and where she was, Jenny responded "Hmmm?" Kristin grinned at her, finding her especially ado...
Christine walked along the dark village street from the railway station. She was feeling frustrated: Michael had not been in the mood, and with two weeks alone in front of her, she was looking forward to getting into bed with a glass of wine, lighting a candle and relaxing beneath her warm duvet. The rain and the cold made her glad for her high-heeled black...
Dear readers, This is another plot suggested by one of you. I have strived for lightness and some comic relief in this story instead of the harsh aspects of previous stories, but have I succeeded? Maybe it's too vanilla. I'll find out when I get feedback. * A great place to read, uh, learn about lesbian sex. "Stop giggling, Priss. Someone is going to h...
Rebecca couldn't believe that she let herself be talked into doing this and it felt like she was selling her soul. She came out west to start college to further her dream of becoming an actress but the only roles that she could get were minor ones with few lines. The lead roles from the school often went to Mary Brooks and her friends. Mary had a charming pe...