When you grow up in a tiny conservative town, the only girls who had sex were the sluts, and the ones who were "in love". When I was in High School, I was neither one of those. That's not to say that I didn't get close a few times, but something would never let my boyfriend get past 3rd base. I grew up in a very strict religious household. We went to chur...
I started going to the gym with her before we went swimming, Sheila was a very feminine woman for a lesbian, what is called a 'lipstick lesbian' I suppose, and encouraged me to dress for her in more feminine ways too. She didn't like me to wear jeans or slacks other than when we went walking, or to the gym and swimming pool. That was about the only time she...
Picking a category for this story was very hard, so please forgive me if it isn't the same kind of lesbian story you normally see. Please remember that voting and feedback are what we armatures live for, and moving on without voting is like not clapping when someone has tried to entertain you. Be polite to me and everyone else who's trying to write here, and...
Dinner Party Mystery A Girl Friday, Risk Versus Reward crossover story. * Author's Note This is chapter two, which should be a pretty good indication that you ought to read chapter one first. * Chapter 2: A Broken Keyboard Juliet I was still humming the little melody that had lodged itself in my brain earlier this morning, as Charlotte and I rode the...
This is a sweet and sexy story of two lonely strangers, one age 25 and one 40, who overcome a series of miscues and misunderstandings to become friends on a crowded beach. Tender feelings lead to an impetuous public kiss, which leads to much more intense and deliberate exchanges behind closed doors . . . Chapter 1 Jen was depressed. She had straightened th...
1. We were having coffee for the third time when things took a surprising turn. She said "You're very good at talking about the game of submission in this sort of academic way, that follows the stories you like to read; limits, safe words, theatrical dungeons, stone floors, chains, stylish leather wear, dramatic lighting, pain and release, a defined play t...
It was late summer and the beginning of mine and Christina's senior year. We had both just turned eighteen and we were eager to have fun. She was five seven, Italian, had smallish breasts with dark red nipples. With nipples that were continuously erect and an ass that was more than generous, Christina had men following her around like a bunch of hound dogs c...
Faye was a virgin. In college of all places! It wasn't that she was a prude, and she certainly was no hermit hiding away in her dorm room. In fact, far from it. Faye was a typical, everyday, outgoing college student. She was relatively popular from all the clubs and activities she participated in and was active in community events too. She remained a virgi...
This is a continuation of edgefull's Best friend series; which I thoroughly enjoyed. I hope this story is as entertaining as the originals. Back to the Airport As the blacked-out SUV pulled away from the Onaspa, the driver (a petite woman with long black hair, blue eyes and dark red lips) told us to get comfortable. Ali and I got comfortable in the back se...
It had been a week since Christine performed her first show with Sarah. The two agreed that Christine would only join her on the weekend so that they would have more time without the stress of class getting in the way. It also gave Christine time to mentally prepare herself for this, an option she didn't have last time. During the week Christine had wondered...