She had a distinct voice. She had soft skin. She had pretty eyes. The college girl realized she was now a woman. It never ceased to surprise. Francesca "Fancy" Escobar was your regular bright college girl. She was studying law at the University of Texas-San Antonio. However, ever since that night at the bar she's been questioning herself. She actually liked...
"I've got two pair... what have you got?" "Just a couple of sixes." "You lose! Take off your bra!" "You're cheating, Donna. I don't know how, but I know you're cheating!" Donna smiled wickedly. So what if she knew a few tricks that allowed her to always beat her gorgeous young blonde girlfriend at strip poker? "Lose the bra, Brooke!" The beautiful youn...
"Get the fuck out, Castro!" Jace screamed at me, sending a plate my way. "No! This is my house, and I'm not leaving!" I yelled, dodging the plate. Jace was glaring at me now. All this started cause I came home late from work and was accused of cheating, when actually I was high off my ass. Worse, I know. "I'm not leaving either. I live here too. I don't ca...
I could feel the vibrations in my crotch when she drove up on the Harley. She was tall and lithe wearing blue jeans and a leather jacket with long blond hair tied back in a ponytail. Then I saw the gun and badge clipped to her belt. When she walked up to our table I thought, "Holy shit, she's here to arrest me for letting my shopping cart run into the car...
The bar was three blocks away, easy enough to walk to. She took a seat on a stool in the middle of a long stretch of mahogany and ordered two shots of tequila -- it took the edge off. She scanned the scene; there were two college guys talking sports -- that didn't interest her. A businessman sat in a booth reading the Wall Street Journal... well-dressed, han...
Pt. II Sleep did not come quickly as those early morning hours passed. As Stephanie recounted the previous night and her spectacular encounter, she pondered the meaning of it all. What did finding another woman attractive signal? She dared not utter the L word, even under her breath. That damn strip club. Why ever visit an establishment like that in the fi...
Britney awoke the next morning with a pubic hair stuck in her teeth and a sour taste on the back of her tongue. She shivered, remembering what she had done the night before. She ran to the shower and cleaned herself. But as the first shock wore off, she began to become aroused again--thinking about Pam and her beautiful body, her perfect breasts and long leg...
Editor: WhiteWave48 Patrice Mueller couldn't suppress a resigned sigh as she looked around the living room. It wasn't that it was dirty; it was that it looked fine. The whole house looked fine: a tastefully appointed exemplar of a white bread middle class dwelling. It was tidy, warm and cozy without a hint of ostentation. Kind of like how Patty (as everyo...
Chapter 65 Natalie and Katy An hour and ten minutes later, Natalie, freshly showered and wearing her sexiest lingerie, but no bra, parked her car in Katy's drive and walked unsteadily to the front door of a small cottage a block from the ocean on Wrightsville Beach. After a moment's hesitation, she rang the bell. "Come in. It's open," Katy called out. And...
First semester freshman year, one of the biggest challenges any relationship faces. Katy and Jenny had already faced this type of pressure before being a lesbian couple with a slight age difference. The past summer had been one of the greatest of their lives. They spent every moment together they could. Fall came and Katy went off to school, not far away, bu...