WARNING: This story has been replaced with one called Florida Palm College. No more chapters will be added to Westville. You stand at the entrance to Building C, wondering if you're ready to go to orientation. Your name is Morgan Wilson and today is your first day at Westville College. It is a medium-sized private school about an hour away from Columbus, Oh...
The city of Buffalo in New York is my new hunting ground. My name is Danica White and I'm a six-foot-tall, red-haired and green-eyed, voluptuous and big-bottomed white woman living in the big city. I'm a professor of criminal justice at the local community college. And I'm also openly lesbian. I like the ladies. Especially the black ladies. It's just the way...
Mom was a successful business woman. Mom kept a Whorehouse. It was where I grew up. She taught me most everything I know about business. How to write a development application, and business plan, how to screen clients, how to maximise profits, work with the tax office and best of all how to be ethical and have fun. What Mom didn't need to teach me was how t...
This is my story. My parents gave me a stuffy, formal name but every one calls me Dina. A year out of college, I got a job with a recently elected senator in my home state. My dad used his connections and influence along with my unused liberal arts degree to help me land the position. I would be an exclusive aid to the senator. I would live with her, be her...
Meet Rose Essex. She's a six-foot-tall, large-breasted, thick-bodied, wide-hipped and big-bottomed, sexy and voluptuous Black woman. She's a former collegiate Rugby Player from Australia who moved to Los Angeles with her parents before entering college. Her father, Luther Essex was the President of both the Men and the Women's Rugby Leagues back in their hom...
Before I started thinking seriously about boys, I had thoughts about other girls. This began in more or less "innocent" ways. Fooling around with girlfriends at parties, if we felt sure no one would discover us. I'm talking about innocent little kissing dares, touching tongues to see what it feels like, and ... maybe even a little light touching under bras,...
My wife Ann and her friend Lisa were already plotting their chicanery when I arrived home Saturday afternoon from a sports bar. Lisa is a pretty brunette in her early 30's with dark brown eyes and a natural tan she maintains even in the dead of winter. She is perhaps Ann's most gorgeous friend with a nice set of breasts and the perfect ass. One catch – she's...
My name is Samantha and I have a unique and non-believable lesbian story that I need to share with the world. The names have been changed and places omitted to protect privacy. I have to give a bit of a back story to get to the heart of them matter. I had been home after graduating college at FSU for a few months in southeast Florida and was just about to s...
Summary: MILF is slowly drawn into a submissive lesbian world. Note 1: This story was originally going to be a submission for a one-day special event ON THE JOB, but as it got way too long, I ran out of time and sent in a different story for that event. Plus, I wanted to make sure the first BREE story in quite some time got the loving attention it deserved....
I am Katarina, but everyone calls me Kathy. We Pittsburghers are a pretty traditional bunch, from a neighborhood of tough-guy Polish people. My Dad is a life-long steel workers union member, now forced to retire with a plant closing after 30 years. My Mom can cook, clean and drink beer with the best of them. We grew up in the Catholic Church and with big hol...