You just never know, do you, when you're gonna run into your so-and-so - a bad date you'd rather forget, a one-night stand that had no follow-up, a crush that didn't take hold, a former co-worker you never got along with, whatever. San Francisco is simply too small of a city to avoid these inevitable - and for the most part, unwanted - path crossings, and it...
After that first night when I popped Lydia's girl cork, she was insatiable. It was as if by introducing her to the delights of sapphic sex, I had created a completely new person. She turned her back on her old bohemian lifestyle and had little time for the men that had been such a bad influence on her. I was not complaining, but I could help missing Jenny, m...
Tired, aching feet. Needing massaging. That's the worst aspect of my job - waiting tables in an inner city café. Latte, cappuccino, short black, long black, macchiato, flat white....Turkish bread, bagels, long rolls, sesame seed rolls, white sliced..... From 10.30 am to 7 pm most days. Good days with tips, bad days when a customer does a runner. But the wor...
The curtains, too thin to be fully effective, gave the room a warm yellow light as the early morning sunlight made them glow. It took Helen a moment or two to remember where she was but, there, right next to her, was Sam, still sleeping soundly. She cast her mind back to the previous night when, time and time again, she and Sam had explored each others bodie...
Ashley was a regular girl. She had brown hair, Deep Blue eyes and C-Cup breasts. She was fairly short, only being 5' 3'' and a little on the chubby side. She goes to school and has a handful of friends, overall she's a fairly normal girl. The only thing a little out of the ordinary for her is her parental situation. She has two mom's. On a base level that's...
The bus was just creeping along, it was snowing like crazy and the roads were super slippery. Tess and I were sitting alone, way in the back of the bus, trying to stay warm. There was a heater vent back there, but it didn't help much. All the boys on the trip were sitting a few rows ahead of us, and they were making a lot of noise. Tess looked me and whisp...
Turning the key in the lock on Ella's door, I walked in, only to see her on the bed, speaking with another girl. This girl had a short, cropped, black haircut, and matching black eyes. Her skin was pale white, like mine, and her smile was bright crimson. She wore... nothing, and neither did Ella. Then, I forgot. It was Skin-Saturday. Ella made a quick glanc...
Author's Note: This is the final part of a triptych, and follows from my previous stories 'Questioning' and 'Experimenting.' While it's not absolutely necessary to read those first, it would make me feel more appreciated. ... "What are you saying?" "I'm saying...I'm saying that just because...just because you're good together, it doesn't mean you have all...
The woman who cuts my hair always makes me hot. I have been going to her for several years now and although she is older than me and married, I've always thought she was very sexy. Maybe its because we are both half Asian and share exotic good looks, long black hair, tight little bodies, and great butts, I don't know, but whatever it is, I've always wanted t...
"Oh baby, I absolutely love it!" Ali exclaimed, referring to my new 'do', my new shorter hairstyle. One of the things I discovered after moving to New Orleans is that the heat and humidity does not treat my hair well. Frankly, I tired of trying to do something with it every damned day, so off to the salon I went, the one that Ali uses. If there's a faggier...