Pam McGuire covered her mouth as she yawned. Golly, she was tired. Although few who casually knew the brunette coed and her roommate Kim McCall would have believed it, she wasn't tired from partying the night before. Instead, she and Kim had stayed up late studying, something they actually did far more often than they were credited. Kim had a particularly ha...
"Ok Jules." I said. "Just let me rinse off for a few minutes please." "Well, don't take to long. We've got a fun night ahead of us. Don't you think?" She replied. "Please Julie, don't tell Ashley until I get upstairs." "Oh Lisa baby, you've got it all wrong. I'm not going to tell Ashley anything. You are going to tell her about this little episode. That's...
We met in college. I imagined I was straight, and she taught me otherwise, approaching me brazenly on a frat house dance floor and peremptorily cupping my sweaty breasts and sticking her tiny tongue in my mouth. I was drunk—the refuge I sought when trying to explain what happened through the night after that when I woke to find her curled against my body the...
Allison pulled her phone out of her purse and glanced at the time. Seven fifty-nine. Melissa had told her she would meet her at eight. She leaned back against the cool metal of the library shelf. She had no idea why Mel had suggested they meet here, in this tucked-away corner of the library basement, surrounded by stacks of ancient looking biology journals....
Monday morning after that weekend that forever altered the relationship between my niece, Carrie, and me, I was back at my desk in my home office. Once I had all the technology booted back up I started going through my messages. There was the usual spam, a few clients wanting me to call them over some minor issues and questions, and one direct message in Twi...
Summary: Birthday girl is seduced by teenager at Broadway show. Note 1: Thanks to Elizabeth for inspiring the story with her own experience at a theatrical production that triggered this story. Note 2: In 2015, thanks to goamz86, Robert and Wayne for editing. In early 2019, thanks to Tex Beethoven for helping me add a fresh coat of polish. Note 3: This st...
Sometimes things start with a look or a glance. An unexpected meeting. Something gone astray. Other times it's just the routines of life. In any event, my first lesbian relationship was during one of those routine life experiences. I was a tennis player in college. Not great but not horrible either. I had a powerful serve and because I'm left handed and cou...
Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Mrs. Kristi Rider. Now there's something that my friends from high school never thought I would be; a wife. You see, I've always had a preference for women. Even back then, the other girls would be looking at the quarterback and I couldn't get my eyes off of the cheerleaders. I'm really not even sure how this whole m...
Chapter II: Sherry's Diary: In the Beginning... Yes, my dear diary, I'm pretending to write to Jen again... Dear Jen, Well, yesterday I finally admitted it. And, what's more, I told Kyle at the same time. He took it pretty well. He seemed more excited than surprised. I think he's suspected my desires for a while even though I've never verbalized them....
When I first saw Shelly's boobs, I actually gasped -- then I got hot-faced from shame. I turn heads myself (I was called Dolly Parton in high school) but I'd never seen tits like hers outside of magazines. Shelly stood behind the counter of the WhereMI?, the campus sandwich shop. She must have been used to reactions like mine because she appeared nonchalan...