Twisted Sister's Spot is a rarity in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. It's a lesbian bar that is lesbian owned and operated, located not far from downtown. A lot of bars catering to men who like men have lesbian night, but Twisted Sister's Spot is all about the ladies, all the time. Die-hard dykes, curious straight ladies, bisexual women, all kinds of women make...
I want to thank Sun_sea_sky for doing a great job at editing this story. It really helped to make it a much better story. ----------------------------------------- In the school PTA room, Christine reflected upon the last seven years of her daughter's time at her elementary school. It was getting close to the end of the school year and her involvement was...
...the moment I saw her, I knew I had to have her. Never in my life had I felt as attracted to a person as I did at that moment. The navy blue blouse clung to her body as the perspiration pasted the very fibers of the fabric to her form bringing out the fullness of her breasts and the tautness of her nipples. Blond hair fell moistly down her face and strands...
John, my husband of twenty years, pulled his head out of the newspaper one morning at breakfast and out of the blue said, "I think you should hire a maid for you-personal attendant, so to speak." It was one of the few times a month he was home for breakfast and one of the even fewer times he actually started a conversation with me. I held my toast in mid-ai...
They were, for the most part, silent, lost within their own thoughts, as they put mile after mile behind them on the Nebraska plains. The vibe between them was good; no, it was excellent, if truth be told. The silence was more a manifestation of the realization that soon, way too soon, they would be 'back in the real world', to use Trish's phraseology. That...
I fucked Beth on Tuesday evening. Wednesday afternoon, just as I was clearing my desk to go home, I called my assistant/lover, Vicki, into my office. "Close the door," I said when she entered. "Yes ma'am?" Vicki asked about being called into my office. Ever the professional at work. "Have you any plans for this evening?" I asked as I closed my laptop's...
"That's what we need to get for Jean's room," Becks said sotto-voiced to Tess, making sure that Jean wasn't close enough to overhear her remark. "What? Where? What the hell are you talking about?" Tess asked in genuine confusion "That," Becks' replied, pointing to an old, antique ballpark turnstile, the kind that counted entrants. "Hmmmph," Tess remarked,...
Nia's curiosity takes form and leads to adventures [This is a story of girl-girl recreational sex of a genetic girl who was born with a penis and views the world and is perceived by others as a female.] Nia, Jean and Naomi are classmates attending an all women's college. Nia and Jean are roommates. Nia had been born and raised in Africa. Her parents were d...
This isn't a true story (yet) and follows from a conversation I have had, (and am having) with a wonderful friend. Hope it comes out right. * * * * * "Julie can I ask you a personal question?" said Christine as she gently massaged the sun cream into Julie's back. "Hon, with hands like that you can ask me anything you like," purred Julie enjoying the stro...
With months of watching and days of riding through the Great Plains, through the seasons and Christmas time, when snow was falling. It was now May 18th, just a couple of days before bank holiday Monday; even before then did Cindy Silver Buckle choose to run away. Once upon a time in the Wild West, there lived a young woman named Cindy Silver Buckle. This on...