I could have cried; as if I wasn't already feeling blue enough. My hairdresser and occasional lover of ten years informed me at our last appointment that she was moving in with her boyfriend. JC and I go back over a decade to around the time that her first marriage broke up. I helped her through that emotional turmoil with TLC but now it seemed that I would...
This is not a true story. It is based on a partial description from a friend, with names change to protect the innocent. While the story did not take place, "Jane" confided in me that if she had not been working early and had been able to drink to her heart's content at the wedding here, she might have been drunk enough to make this story a reality. I was ca...
"Late again," Hansika cried, attempting to button her silk blouse as she sprinted full speed through the eastern annex. Students scattered to the sides of the hallway, fully willing to make room for the reckless girl as she raced passed them. Humility is usually the better option when compared to being tackled. Luckily not a student was blown over for once,...
"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking" ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) It was the start of a new school year! Ms. Carnale strode into the office of the newly hired Vice Principal for Motivation and Morale. Leaning back in the swivel chair behind the desk, Mr. Manhorse looked up. "I see you've made...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers Afghanistan, 2004 "I don't think my story's going to be near as wonderful as yours," Kit said. "But it for damn sure let me know that I liked fucking girls - or at least being fucked by a girl." "I was going with a guy who was one of those high school jock types. I was straight down the line straight. Dreaming about getti...
"Ladies, I need your attention!" announced Maria. The girls in the office all gathered up in the conference room as Maria, the supervisor, called for a meeting. Jane contemplated whether she should even go or not. The meetings never seemed to require the intern being there. And Maria never even seemed to like her anyways. She decided on sitting in the back...
We woke like zombies in the morning. The very thought of working or going to school brought moans from all of us. Even hot showers didn't restore us and for the longest time, we didn't even speak. We looked like the victims of some kind of voodoo ceremony or something. My pussy throbbed something terrible and the only way I could bathe it was to build up a h...
When I was 17 I was a counselor at a camp. I had a 25 year old co-counselor who was super butch; she did ask me to spoon for warmth one night but nothing happened between us, so sometimes I go back and wonder, "what if..." I initially wanted to go off on a crazy fantasy and work with the double entendre in "head counselor", but it felt too forced. This one...
I don't think I will ever forget that weekend I spent at Meg's. It was the beginning of summer, and I had a couple of days to kill in the city before flying back home. Meg had decided to stay and work for the duration of the summer at the museum, and so she'd rented this small one bedroom apartment downtown. It was the coziest little place you ever saw, and...
This is a series of stories about the sexual awaking of a girl through progressively more intense encounters with her sexuality, and the people around her that want to take advantage of her. Her awakening involves her gradual and reluctant capitulation to her strong sexual urges. The story will progress through encounters from innocent, straight, lesbian, re...