My name is Karina Jade Ambrose. A big and tall, red-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a truck driver by trade. I didn't go to business school like so many of those highly educated people who find themselves unemployed these days and are praying for a government-issued Bailout. I went to Brockton Community Col...
As I remember it, back then my pussy hair was a nice fiery reddish/blond. The hair on my head was auburn and the hair on my body has always been sparse. My skin was very smooth, I mean even now, I have no scars or stretch marks with my labia very close to my body. Actually I look like a teen then and now. My nipples are about the size of 50 cent pieces with...
Dear readers, I thought I would try my hand at something a little different to my normal style. This is a very slow burn romance story set in a post apocalypse world where law and order have ceased to exist. There is no actual sex in this chapter, that will come later. * Part one: Blondie Outwardly she looked like any other scavenger. Dishevelled clothin...
My name is Miranda Hill. A tall, red-haired and gray-eyed, forty-something white woman of Irish descent living in the city of Buffalo, New York. I'm openly gay, and work as a waitress in a restaurant. Life hasn't been easy for me since my divorce from my ex-husband Joaquin. I'm just trying to make it through the hell that is my daily life. Some things you ba...
Solitary confinement lasted a month for Cami. She'd heard about it from other women prisoners, but she couldn't have imagined what it was like. While Cami was never the most talkative girl, she never realized how much she valued some companionship, some speaking. A little while in- she couldn't tell days and nights- she started talking to herself, sometimes...
I've been working as a guide for mainly European tourists for a few months now. My story concerns a Dutch lady I met while she was taking a week long tour of the North East of the US, with me as her guide. Our tours cater for small groups of 4-5 people that wish to have an in depth tour of a place, and leave all the planning etc. to us. This particular gro...
I knew it was wrong but when I opened the door and saw Julie standing there in the hot pink figure hugging mini dress looking like a total slut for me I had to give her that kiss even before she got inside in. Julie is a younger then me and to have such a sexy hot huge breasted girl show such an overwhelming interest in me was something I'd dreamed of for a...
Chapter 3: At the Apartment. Dedicated to Veronica and her Goth Slut Dreams... As the four girls traveled together toward Jennifer's apartment, Monica had worked her hand under Jennifer's black leather miniskirt while she was driving, and Ronni and Vixxen were locked in a clinch in the back seat. Monica heard a strange sound and looked over her shoulder...
In high school, it had always been me, Jodi, and Nadine. I couldn't have hoped for a closer relationship, even with sisters. We were sort of nerds in high school, but under the acne, clueless fashion, and dumb crushes were fun-loving, pretty young women waiting to break free. Since graduation we'd taken on different roles: Jodi was the curvy jock, Nadine the...
Lesbians wear hijab too, I thought to myself as I overheard two middle-aged White guys talking about how gays and lesbians, with their talk of gay marriage, were a threat to society. Those same goons looked at me funny as I boarded the number four OC Transpo bus bound for the Capital University campus at Hurdman Station in the City of Ottawa's east end. Anot...