Laura followed the captivating grad student hand in hand. Her hotel really was only a couple of blocks, but the walk felt longer as she wondered if anyone saw the pair's hurried escape. They entered the lobby and as soon as Cassandra entered the elevator, she pushed Laura up against a wall and kissed her. Laura's momentary shock wore off faster this time,...
Music boomed in my ears, merged with an ambiance of many voices. I sat sipping at the mixed drink, watching the people around me out of the corner of my eye. I didn't care for the band, and the drinks were warm, but there was no place better to meet people than parties; especially these types of parties. Finally, my eyes landed on a good possibility; she w...
I woke to a feeling of bliss, still flanked by two beautiful women, one of them my beloved Beth. She smiled as she always did when we woke together. "Hi." "Hi yourself." I felt Francesca stirring. "Buongiorno..." she wished us as she stretched luxuriantly. She sat up, and as always I couldn't help my eyes being drawn to her breasts. "Such a lovely day," s...
Feodor Romanov was about as far removed from his namesake and cousin, the Tsar Feodor Ivanovich whom I had met in Moscow, as it was possible to be. Where the latter was gentle, diffident and uncertain, Romanov radiated energy. He was tall, handsome in a severe sort of way, and altogether an impressive figure. But the two men had something in common beyond th...
We set out for the Armenian border in stages. Mel put it about that I was indisposed and needed a rest, which explained my absence from the Grand Serail. I asked myself, again and again, why I was doing this? The plan was to go to war with the Mongol client kingdom, and to exact from the Khan the release of the Jews he held, but something told me this was a...
Grace, so appropriately named, was such a good girl before Robyn came along. So fucking innocent. She was the kind of girl who always had perfect grades and a perfect track record, who attended church every Sunday, and barely wore any makeup except for subtle lip gloss. But then, she met Robyn, with her chipped black nail polish, rock band tees and taste fo...
A little about me. As i write this I am a sixty-three year old, still sexually active, bi, submissive woman. My stories are memories of a kinky life. I am still in the lifestyle. When this adventure started I was a 35 year old straight business consultant living with a loving partner. When 35, I was at about 125 pounds, today 140. I am still 5 foot 7 inches...
Kitchen. Max returns late from a night out with her childhood friend Amy. For the last week my jealousy has been building. Maxine leaves in another week's time to finish up her degree. I've been alternately petulant and short tempered with her or clingy and overbearing. I can tell its grated on her, she's tired of it. We fight shortly after she walks in and...
Shay Connors had everything going for her. She was a young 21 year old woman with a full life ahead of her. She is a stunning blond. She has the most beautiful blue eyes. She six foot tall and very slim. She has large breast and a very huge ass. Shay would make any guy's or girls heart drop. Shay is Bisexual. As I said before she had everything going for...
Monday was a busy day for Jenny, with three classes in widely disparate locations. She spent the day criss-crossing the campus, map in hand, just barely making it in time for each one. By the time she returned to ABD around 5:00 she was wiped out; she crawled onto a couch in the freshman living area and dozed for a half-hour. When she woke up she cracked o...