Captain Flynn called me into his office to discuss a new assignment. "Lucy, we've got to find a dangerous weirdo who's cutting lesbians in the Village. You're the perfect choice to handle this case, because you're a lesbian." "Captain, what I do on my time off is none of your business!" I said after his fucking remark. "Sorry," he said. "But I need you on...
I hate elevators. The way they bounce along their cables creeps me out. Mostly, I hate elevators because I get stuck in a small space with unfamiliar people in my bubble. Today I had the pleasure of sharing a lift with a middle-aged bald man getting off on seven. Well, I wasn't sure if he would be getting off tonight, but we were at a hotel, so the probabi...
This is the second part of a story so please read the first part first! If you have already read it: a short comprehension: Shari, a young black student girl, born in a poor family, comes to Boston for studying at the university. At searching a room to rent, she gets to know mature Christine Fisher, a rich, white BBW-lady, who is offering her to live in her...
My 'affair' with Emma was short lived. But it was intense, educational and life changing for me. It ended after just a couple of months because she got a job in the US and relocated to California. As I lay naked in her arms the day before she was leaving I had to smile when I said. "So I lose out to California do I?" She smiled too and then took my nipple ba...
By Tabatha and Linda Note to Readers: I met Pam online and we started an erotic correspondence. After she went on a vacation she told me the wonderful story of how she met and fell in love with Tabatha. As wonderful as Pam's story was, I thought readers would be even more interested in knowing what happened from Tabatha's point of view. So here's her story...
"Go get our drinks." Jamie instructed Luna, raising her voice to be heard over the raucous laughter, dirty jokes, arguments, bets, long-winded stories and one-line quips. Luna raised one delicately arched eyebrow in contemptuous questioning. "Go on!" Jamie urged at her hesitation. "This kind of place doesn't do service, and we're thirsty. Aren't we, girls?"...
Alicia walked into the bar a bit unsure of what she was expecting. She'd thought about broadening her partners to more than just the occasional boyfriend and dates she went on in college, but this was the first time she had acted on anything. She had spent 3 hours getting ready that night, spending most of it on her makeup to try and accentuate her big brow...
Marie Emerson clutched her drink, a pink liquid that looked harmless, but she was half done with it and she was already feeling lightheaded. She sat at booth in the back of the bar...Chico's. It wasn't a hot club, just a place to hang out and drink. The lighting was muted and the music was generic,up tempo elevator music. A Bon Jovi song was currently playin...
Carrie watched as the short black girl weaved her way through the press of bodies and sat primly at the bar. She wasn't dressed in any of the outrageous stuff that all the other women were trying to pull off. On the contrary, she was clad in a simple dark-blue pair of jeans, and a black low-cut top, emphasizing her curvy shape. She turned her head and looked...
Miss White woke up with a smile on her face, her head full of images of the previous night's escapade. She enjoyed imagining that Karen might have been changed by the experience, that she would go home and start seducing her female friends and neighbors, spreading the gospel of lesbian pleasure. Probably not, but who knows? It was fun to think about, anyway....