This is a fantasy born of experiences and desires in the pursuit of sexual enlightenment and pleasure for all who read these words. Enjoy them and join with me in the pleasure of fulfillment. ***** A warm breeze floated through the small cafe, rustling the tablecloths on the outdoor tables. I was quietly sipping my thick, dark coffee, when a slight girl ca...
I would like to thank my readers for taking the time to read my stories. Please, contact me for your comments and leave feedback. I enjoy hearing from you! QC Seville Soon it was time for the next leg of our journey. Alyssa wanted to show me Seville where she lived as a child. The high speed train took us there in just a couple of hours. The city seemed a...
Enterprise is a ranching town with two stoplights and three bars. Saturday night, payday, there's traffic backed up all the way through town from Walmart to the highway and fuck you if you want to park a reasonable distance from where you're going. The bartenders at the Red Dog park nose-to-tail in the alley behind the bar and hope for the best. More than on...
Wouldn't the world be better if people went around without labels? That's one of the viewpoints I wish more people would embrace. My name is Emily Petit-Jean. I'm a young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Toronto, Ontario. I'm a student at the University of Toronto, majoring in Business Administration. I hold an Associate's Degree in Nursi...
It's a custom rigid 1970's Harley Davidson. She found it out in the Midwest somewhere, in the middle of a corn field. Literally. It was love at first sight! Oh no, not for me. I've seen the pictures and trust me, it was a rusted heap of junk. The engine was froze, tires cracked and dry-rotted, and I think a family of field mice had made a rather nice home in...
I was 35 before I had sex with another woman. I admit having thought about it; I think most girls do. I had masturbated to pictures of women in my brother's Playboys, but never saw myself actually having lesbian sex. I liked boys. Or thought I did. My first boyfriend, Jock, owned a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, and I think I was more in love with that bike th...
The School Orchestra was participating in a competition in Cork. The girls had been in previous years but now they anticipated the weekend away together as lovers. This extended episode tells how things get unexpectedly exciting for Mary and Gabby. Part 1 - Passion controlled It was Sunday morning and Emily Quinn was up early; before 8 am she was sitting a...
This is a continuation of Whom You Least Expect, I strongly suggest you read that story first then read this one (it's edited in American English finally). This is one of the hardest things I had ever done; trying to give a second part to what I believed was a finished story. All around I tried to maintain the same light mood from the original, and keep the...
Overall they left me alone most of the next week. Heather seemed to spend all of her time with Cat and Tammy spent her time with Gina. It was strange to be all by myself, I felt so alone. By the next weekend however they were all hanging out in my room. Heather and Tammy had changed a lot in that week; they had embraced their new lesbian lifestyle and taken...
Ashley could hardly believe it. She was sitting backstage in the Greensboro Coliseum, her slim and waifish figure outlined by bright bulbs on the mirror. Perched on a stool, she was waiting for her hero -- Sigrid. "The Norse Ladykiller." "Barbarian Queen." "Lady Viking." "Huntress." No matter what name she'd wrestled under, Ashley had followed her career eve...