The days sped by and Princess Rosebud thought that if she didn’t have Velvet, she would fly apart. Her father kept Velvet busy with preparations for the wedding and Sir Gordie needed her to help with the security details. She felt as if she were dying, as if it was only a matter of time before she would be attending a funeral – her own. Oh, Velvet. Only six...
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Thanks to my dear female readers I was able to collect some real first lesbian experiences of my readers. A big thanks to Jade, Marie, Karin and Sabine and many kisses to you for being so kind. The following pages are the true first times of four women. I hope that some of my female readers will be so kind and helpful to tell me about their first times, so t...
For context, please read "The Wall" Comments and criticism always welcome - JJS Harshaw Joy's Friend "Uh...Vicki, this is Melanie Craig. I'm a friend of Joy's." There was a pause and then a groggy "hmmmm" on the other end of the line. "I'm sorry...I'm a morning person." The voice was husky with sleep. "No. Ummmm, no, that's ok. I was just going...
I didn't notice the time, Omg! I was late running Mistress's bath. She was going to be home any minute, and she already told me to make sure the bath was drawn and I took my position beside the tub. Quickly I scampered up the stairs and started the bath, adding her favorite oil. I then laid out her night clothes on the bed, stripped naked and knelt beside...
Mary Morgan sat near the front of the congregation contemplating the choir to her right – or, more particularly, one single member of the choir – her daughter-in-law, Chelsea. Chelsea had been married to Mary's step-son, David Collins, for three years and for all of that time Mary had been fantasising about getting the beautiful young woman naked and into be...
All characters are eighteen years old or over. * Two weeks after the big snowstorm Shelly and I were in Gym class one after- noon. As usual, we showered after class in the girl's locker room. We had plenty of time because the class was small in size, our town being a small town with about thirty senior girls. Shelly and In have been, you know, balling eac...
I watched her picking potatoes out of a box: my potatoes. She was picking them for me. When she had finished with the potatoes, there were tomatoes, oranges, apples, passion fruit, whatever, anything, it didn't matter, because she could pick them for me and while she did that I could watch her. I don't have a vegetable fetish. She could have been picking ou...
Have you ever noticed how much you can see in the dark once your eyes become accustomed to it? I made this discovery at 3:17 a.m. as I lay in my hotel bed, wide awake, reviewing what had just happened and reflecting on how my life had changed. The blinking red light on the fire alarm on the ceiling; the thin, vertical slits of light that penetrated at the e...
I watch Alex from the house, or sometimes I watch her from the stables, when she is out at the ring. She is so natural on our Andalusian Little Betty, her black hair pulled into a tight French braid and tied with a white grosgrain ribbon. Alex only braids her hair when she is teaching a lesson. When she rides on the trails by herself she wears her hair loose...