Riding the train home from a Manhattan business appointment one evening, I found a copy of The Village Voice that someone left behind. I skimmed through it and came eventually to the classified ads. I like reading Personals. There were the usual ads such as I’d seen in my local paper. You know, men seeking women, women seeking men, singles in search of relat...
Summary: Cheryl Hart is is a bored suburban housewife who hires a special service to fulfill her kinky fantasies. She is abducted by a gang of Lesbians who use her for BDSM and sex. Introduction. Cheryl had just completed the latest grueling day of her insipid life. She flipped on the lights in the foyer of her posh suburban house, remarking to herself how...
A few months ago my husband Bill and I went to Berlin for a holiday. Actually it was a double celebration -- my 48th birthday and our 25th wedding anniversary a couple of days later. It was our first visit there and we had a lovely time seeing the impressive sights of the city and strolling in the Tiergarten in the sun. On the night of my birthday we went ou...
(Germaine and Marie-Jeanne) A LESBIAN STORY ***** Germaine could not stop looking at her watch. She was anxiously waiting to finish her shift at the restaurant where she works at as a waitress. Over time, she became the most popular and favorite server in town, especially with the men. She was always dressed up impeccably, looking very pretty for her exte...
My name is Elisabeth Medeiros. I'm a six-foot-one lean and muscular young woman of African and Puerto Rican descent living in the city of Newport, Rhode Island. I'm an out and proud Black lesbian, and everyone knows about it. From my friends and classmates at the University of Rhode Island to my family members in the City of Champions. I don't hide who or wh...
Woke up this morning feeling so alive, so invigorated, and filled with eager anticipation. Tonight was the night that Debbie was bringing her friends and Sharon over and my pussy was dripping just thinking about it. I sat at the kitchen table thinking about how I was going to get mother and daughter together. After considering the many possibilities the best...
"Ms. Vance?" called out the receptionist. Ronnie got up and raised her hand. She made way into the office and had a seat while the receptionist left her. Ronnie got herself comfortable in the chair, nervous about her results. Dr. Karen Shoji came in a few minutes later holding a file folder. Ronnie got up to shake her hand, but Karen motioned for her to...
Chapter 8 – Naked at the Nite Club Dream I am the product. Bound. In a crate. In a shipping warehouse. There are hundreds of us, perhaps thousands. We are boxed and shipped all around the world to buyers seeking our services. The hum of the vibrator in my cunt keeps me occupied for the long flight to Arabia where I am to become the 49th wife of...
Wanda snapped shut her cell and wondered if she'd have the lissome filly that day. Sketching her from memory, the young housewife was almost petite - shorter than Wanda, at least. Trim but somewhat mousy behind her serious glasses, once she slipped them off, her face bloomed to radiance. Her sensuous lower lip and irresistible smile told Wanda there was spi...
She picked up her journal, the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life, and as she turned the page she smiled as the memories came flooding back to her as she recalled the pleasure and knowledge they gave her. She came across and entry entitled ... "Sarah for dinner tonight", and just above it in a different pen was the word "hopefully!!...