The name is Marion Brown. I'm a six-foot-three, kind of heavyset and big-bottomed yet good-looking young black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Riddick College and these days, life is okay. I'm having a lot of fun these days. Simply put, things couldn't be better. I am immersing myself into the BDSM lifestyle and to be ho...
Since I learned Monica and Victoria, a lesbian couple who played for my college's softball team, had misused scholarship money, I made them have sex with each other for me whenever I wanted to keep their secret so they would not get kicked off the team. It was so fun to watch, I kept making them do it for me even after their team won the league championship....
It is a picture postcard night on the deserted beach, and I am the insomniac drifting in its midst. There is no real reason why I can’t sleep – I am just another restless soul in search of moonlight and some sea air. By day, I am a doctor. My hours are spent putting other lives before my own, offering hope to the hopeless and performing the miracles of moder...
Chapter One Jade Pounding rain had long drenched through the thick cape and leather armor. The mask covered all but her amber, feline eyes. She rode her stallion at a walk through the streets empty of anything but starving mongrels with nowhere else to be. Though it could only be midday, the sun was utterly obscured, giving the appearance of a moonless nig...
I was booked for two fights tonight. The fist was against Jenny and the second against a guy, Robert. I was billed for the last show of the evening where I'm going a match against Robert. Last time we met, about 3 month ago, I lost and he screwed me anally. But he isn't much bigger than me, and the match was pretty close. I had done a lot of practice in the...
"You know what I don't like about her," said Anita, the tall statuesque blonde, "is that she thinks she is better than the rest of us." "I'll second that," said Carol as she sipped on her wine, while sitting in Anita's family room. "Well," said Cindy the redhead, "I think her problem is that she and her husband don't have enough sex." The three women laug...
I'm not a lesbian. I'm not, really. But, something happened recently and I need to tell someone. I can't tell my friends. I certainly can't tell my husband. But, I really need to share this, get it off my chest. So . . .why not tell the world? That's why I'm here. Obviously, I'm going to be discreet, change some details, but, this is how it happened and thi...
Author's note: This series is classified as lesbian sex, because the focus is the female protagonist's relationship with another female. There are some heterosexual components to the story, but I hope you'll let that slide. For this mini-series, I was inspired to go for a drunk dream-like narrative. Enjoy! *** I'm alone in a new city, stranded because my p...
Another day, another dollar. I am riding in my truck when I hear my pager go off. Damn the office-just when I thought I was about to go home and soak in a nice relaxing bath. I knew the drill. Call into the office get the address and report immediately to some high rise in the sky where some wealthy socialite lives with her rich doctor husband and her Ivy Le...
This is dedicated to Bella. My Muse visited me last night. There were only two of us left. Tracy and I were relaxing in her room after everyone else went home for the night. It was the Saturday before everyone left to go to college and Tracy had thrown a wild party at her house. Twenty girls, all giggles and laughter, descended on the house, had fun, made a...