HER OWN PERSONAL MARY I. Theological Dialogue My name is Myriam, and I am from Ireland, and I proudly belong to a generation which considers religion to be utterly backward and irrelevant. This is the story of my first lesbian experience, an experience in which my lack of religiousness played an essential part and changed me completely as a person. I met...
"Who could be knocking on my door at 11 on a Thursday morning?" you wonder as, grumbling, you check to make sure your robe is closed and walk to the door. "Hi, I'm Kim. I just moved in next door and wanted to introduce myself," she said, smiling and holding out a hand. She's tiny, maybe 5'1" and 110 pounds, with shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, and,...
Author's Notes: Here is another one of my love stories. As with most of my stories, it isn't a quickie sex story, but more of a romance novella. As with all my work, please feel free to vote and comment on it. Please remember this is a copywrited work of fiction and all legal disclaimers apply. I'd like to thank Woflvixen, Ekmathean and the brokenhearted1 f...
About six months ago I got my Associate’s Degree in criminal justice, hoping some day to hook up as a paralegal with a district attorney’s office. When the opportunity came up to work toward a Bachelor’s Degree, I decided to take a few more courses to see if I was serious enough about the subject matter to move on to even bigger and better things. I signed u...
Episode Four: Two Kims Work Out DISCLAIMER: The following story is a work of fiction. It features a public person as a character, but strictly in a fictional setting that in no way implies the private interests or personal behavior of the public person in fact parallels the scenes depicted below. This article has not been approved by or presented to the pub...
CHAPTER 1 Judy was a 30 y.o. Happily married woman. 12 years to her husband Jim and a beautiful 11 year old daughter, Kaitlin. Her husband was a successful engineer and Judy worked as an accountant in a large law firm. She started right out of college and was very good at her job. She stood 5'5", long auburn hair. her breasts were about a 36b-c and her ass,...
Clutching her purse, portfolio, and a pair of heels, Kate locked the door of her upstairs apartment and jogged to her car parked down the street. She was meeting Ben Sklar at The Nines in twenty-five minutes, and she was determined to be on time. Things have definitely changed. Kate’s life in New York became unbearable—the chaotic frenzy of the city, her ove...
Author's Note: This is my seventh story and it's fiction as well as my own fantasy since at the time I wrote it I hadn't yet been with another woman, by the time I wrote Part Two I had been…I also have plans for at least a third part if not more in store! You'll notice there's no #6 in my stories…I had written one and I thought it was one of my best, but sa...
Dear Readers, Thank you for choosing my story. I really hope that you enjoy it and that it brings you a lot of pleasure. When I write my stories, I always like to include the last paragraph from the previous chapter. This is to refresh your memories. Please send me comments about what you think of this story. Hope you enjoy it. Now chapter 2 of Chris's jour...
This story is purely fictional and any connection to real events is purely co-incidental. However, this story is close to my heart, and I stand by what I've written. If you are offended in any way by reading this story, I offer you my sincere apologies. * My name is Linda. I am 25 years old, and I live in New York, the big apple. I am a software consultant...