Note: All characters are above 25 years of age. ***** It was a long day, I was tired of work, love and life in general. Just wanted to go home and soak in a bath tub filled with hot water and vanilla bath oils. I was headed towards the elevator, ready to leave work when my boss approached me. "Megan, I want you to attend a party at my house tonight, all...
Isabelle Frost smiled as she stretched out; her newest pair of Christian Louboutins glinting as the sunlight hit the stiletto tip. Only 2 years ago, she couldn't have even afforded one pair of these shoes. Now, she owned several. Her wardrobe had also morphed, becoming more sophisticated, sexier. Not that it mattered. The long-legged blonde looked at her hu...
The Somali word for lesbian is Qaniisad, and it's often used as a slur for non-conformist females in Somali culture. I used to get teased by other Somali youths in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, where I grew up. I've always been different from other girls, and words like "tomboy" and "masculine chick" got tossed my way often. In later years, I tried to "normal...
Marisol lives in Westchester not too far from me. I often walk to her house and we drive in to work together. I guess we will drive in together in the morning too. I pulled up to Marisol's house, just as she and Tulla were getting out of the car. They waited for me. Tulla found the key to the front door and opened the door. "Tulla you might be more comfort...
I am going to reveal one of the most exciting experiences of my life, which I never disclosed to any one before. Even though I am 38+ now, I'm considered to be attractive and have always taken good care of myself. I'm proud to say most men find my pretty face attractive, but my full breasts (36c), flat stomach, and my firm bottom get the most attention, alth...
My 1st experience with an older woman. Hello, my name is Syreata and this is my first story that I have ever written. I have always lurked reading on literotica and I wanted to post my first story on here. For one, I have always loved females. I am an unashamed lesbian with a big boob fetish and I am a busty woman myself. Being buxom is a pride and joy fo...
"Well, it certainly is nice to see you," the president said as she shook her hand. "Even though I would've thought Mr. Dewall would stop by himself. I'm not inclined towards taking things personally, but I can't help but wonder..." Katherine smiled, shaking Salas' hand once more for the cameras before the two women retreated into a private meeting room. "We...
Chapter 2: Toe Fucking at Lunch (This story continues directly after the events of Letting Go I) .................... She had to run to catch her bus. Her skirt was short and she was wearing no knickers, her knees were weak after the morning love games, her loins tenderized from the breakfast spanking, and, to make her vulnerability even worse, her heels...
The sheets and blankets were strewn over the bed, silent witnesses to the wantonness of their night of lovemaking. Lisa awoke with a start and looked over at the bedside table. The clock read 9:30 A.M. Her gaze drifted over to April's nudity; April's beautiful black hair cascaded down her back. Lisa's eyes were drawn to the perfection of April's ass cheeks...
Dawn Garth took a deep breath and pushed open the door. She took the five or six steps down that led through a curtained archway and into the spacious room. Nervously, the blond woman scanned the entire area. Her eyes swept over the bar, where a few stools were occupied, to the couples on the dance floor. She took in the row of tables on the far side as well...