Sammy sat in her bedroom on night. The rain came down and pattered on the window pane. Sadly Sammy wanted nothing more than to be back in the arms of her lover Jill. They had recently parted ways after a long fight over Sammy's desires. She went down to the living room where she picked up the phone. A few rings later and she was talking to Kim. Kim was her...
All the things I've done. They never truly cease to amaze me. My name is Marguerite Fils-Aime. A young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Sanctus Magnus University, a private Catholic school located in the heart of Boston. These days, I'm simply having the time of my life. The life of a Black lesbian...
How are you folks doing today? I want to tell you the story of how I met my wife. I was only a University freshman when I met her. She was simply the most amazing chick on campus. Vanessa Saint Richard. Daughter of Boston-based Haitian-American Lawyer James Saint Richard and Brazilian-born Canadian Real Estate Legend Maria Ramos. A five-foot-nine, lean and a...
With the final rehearsal for the show done, Sarah used the remaining time for some fun and relaxation. They first played some video games on Sarah's multiple gaming consoles, followed by several games of chess, in which Sarah beat Wendy soundly in every round. Wendy was surprised that she was being routed repeatedly in a game she thought that she was fairly...
Looking on the internet of adult toys, I had one hand on the computer, the other hand on a banana that was inside me, me going backwards and forwards to get the feel. After so long of using fruit and vegetables and my fingers, I finally got the courage to buy myself a proper aide. I ended up on a dildo. Happy with my purchase, I went on my bed and continued...
My name is Miranda Hill. I'm a tall, slender and deliciously big-bottomed, forty-something Black woman living in the Back Bay area of Boston, Massachusetts. After many years as a WNBA superstar, I left the fast-growing world of women's professional sports and returned to college. I wanted to mentor young women, especially young Black women. I felt there was...
I wake very early in the morning shivering slightly and find myself almost naked. My top is pulled underneath my breasts and my pyjama bottoms are around my knees. My lips taste strange and my mouth is dry. I look at Iris sleeping, her face turned towards me. Her hair falls over the pillows. She looks pretty when she sleeps. She's pretty anyway, but sleepin...
Although I love reading and writing lesbian erotica, I am in a committed relationship with one of the more masculine persuasion. However, this doesn't stop me from dreaming up erotic fantasies every night, usually involving one or more beautiful women in my life. Here is one of my most vivid fantasies; involving someone who I'll call Georgia. It was a girl...
I waltzed into the Republican Women's Club biweekly luncheon looking drop dead gorgeous. I don't usually wear dresses on weekdays, but I was wearing one that day -- and it was expensive. My hair and makeup were flawless and I had on a pair of heels that were not very comfortable, but were essential to the overall effect. You see, I am a lesbian in addition...
It was a dark room sparsely illuminated with automatic, recessed spotlights. An unconscious Madelynn was carried on a gurney to the room by two burly men who positioned her near a rectangular table. Carefully, they lifted her up from the gurney and placed her on the padded table before walking out of the room. A raven-haired female scientist wearing the stan...