May 25th, 1998 It was the last day of classes during my senior year of high school. I loved my time here. I had entered as a mousy freshman, and was leaving one of the most popular girls in school. I hit a growth spurt during my sophomore year, shooting me up to around 5'8". My blemish ridden complexion cleared up, and my breasts grew to a D cup. I started...
My Mistress was worried; which meant I was. 'Danegyth, this could end badly for us all, you are a clever little thing, can you think of a way in which we could persuade the earl to think again.' I hated to see my beloved Ealdgyth upset. By common consent she was the most beautiful woman in England. Known as 'the fair; or 'swan's neck,' and her husband, th...
My name is Kelsey and I am as pretty as I am humble. At 5'7" and 115 pounds, with size C tits, a perfect round and yet pert ass, straight blond hair and nice white skin that tans so nicely how could I not be a cheerleader? I was all throughout high school and college. I had a great four years at college. I had lots of friends, partied a lot, got great grades...
Unlocking the heavy front door, Alicia set down her keys on the polished table and stepped into the hushed interior of their third floor condo. She pulled back the thick drapes and slid the glass door open that led to the spacious deck, allowing sweet fresh air and afternoon sunshine inside. Alicia turned back into the richly furnished living room, idly glan...
I remember the first time I saw her. She walked into the conference room like she owned the place...on her first day. I was expecting a newbie but when she walked in I was a little lost for words. She was wearing dark high waisted pants and a tailored dark blue mens shirt rolled up at the elbows showing muscled, tanned arms. Her closely cropped hair extenuat...
Chapter 3 Where do the panties go now? I am Sandy, Wendy's and Candace's neighbor. We have lived on the same cul-de-sac for about 8 years. Wendy and I have been good friends; we are both age 45. A few months ago, we became even better friends, intimate ones you might say. I had never expected that to happen because she seemed so straight, but it was wonder...
Scotland: 1557. Margarete stood by the window, folding and unfolding a square of linen between nervous fingers. Her young body was taught with anxiety beneath her rich gown. Abruptly, she spun around to face the somewhat older woman who sat calmly stitching at an intricate piece of embroidery. "I must know more of him," she snapped, her large eyes flashin...
It was the third year of my studies and I was pretty much enjoying that great love of my life, my roommate Roula (see the story: "The roommate"). I was spending my days in the university and in the great cafe of Athens, while most of my nights were filled with hot burning lesbian sex with that special girl from Salonica. I had never dreamed that having sex w...
Introduction: The final chapter for now. If people read it and liked it, please send me lots and lots of feedback and comments. Suggestions and ideas for other "straight" girls or settings would be very appreciated. In this last chapter things get political. I don't want to make light of any of the issues discussed here, I just thought it would make for a...
This is the tale of a middle aged woman who finally came to grips with her sexuality. In the process, she learned even more than she bargained for. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance...