February 14th at Momo's Hey, bartender. You must be new here, right? Don't remember seeing you before. But then, I haven't been here in a year. What's your name tag say? J-A-C-Q-I. Cute spelling. Give me a Midori and seltzer, with a lime twist. I may get something stronger, but that all depends... No, I guess you don't get a lot of black women in a bar for...
"When will she be here?" Randi stirred the sugar in her coffee as she thought this, gazing at, almost through, her kitchen door looking for that special woman. Especially in the morning, in the first quiet few moments she had to herself before the world required her attention, she would glance at the door and hope, finally, that SHE would somehow magically...
Miranda gasped gently as her newest pet Samantha lapped up her pussy. Trying to hold in her desire to moan loudly as she was trying to speak on the phone. "Yes, it's all set. I'll be waiting for you to visit." Is all Miranda managed to say while Sam continued to rapidly lick her pussy. They looked into one another's eyes as Miranda climaxed. "You've beco...
INTRODUCTION: The story that you are about to read is true. This is the story of my incredible transformation from being a wedded wife to a lesbian life as the partner of an 18 year old woman who was just starting her freshman year in college. Before you make any judgement about me and this change in my life, I want you to hear the truth. The facts as to h...
When the doorbell rang Laura Carpenter had just finished drying her hair after a shower. Throwing on a thin robe, she peeked out from behind the living room curtains. As her eyes focused on the woman at the door, she involuntarily caught her breath. This was certainly one of the most beautiful women she had ever seen. Her outfit was very businesslike...
I was seriously bored. Don't get me wrong, I loved my wife, Sarah, and being her little housewife was an erotic treat. I loved outfits with short skirts and briefer briefs, and the hot sex was wonderful. I enjoyed the writing, and the Agent liked the historical novel series I was producing; but I was bored. I blamed the Government. Six months earlier, the D...
I am a happily married 48 year-old woman who recently joined one of those multi-level companies in the hope of making a little extra money and relief the boredom of being a housewife. My husband did not want anything to do with this project and so I began attending the conventions by myself. Usually I was lucky enough to have a room all for by myself, but d...
A few days later Beth was telling Anne about her wonderful days off. Instead of complaining about Martin being away, as she was wont to do, Beth spoke gloriously of being alone and of the terrific date she had enjoyed that night. Anne was intrigued that a woman could give herself so much pleasure, and for such a long time. "Three and a half hours of fucking...
I am out with some friends celebrating one of them getting engaged to her long-term boyfriend. We have decided to go to a lovely Italian restaurant to have a meal before going to a concert. I am wearing my favourite dress, a short, low cut red dress with small roses around the top and slightly flared, so when I dance you can just see that I am not wearing...
For the life of her, Fiona Barrymore could not imagine why she kept attending these things. She had been with Spicer Industries for longer than she cared to remember, working her way up from receptionist to senior vice-president, and yet she could not remember a single Christmas party that was anything more than a wonderful cure for insomnia. The one and...