Woman on woman force isn't normally thought about, it's a side-fetish at best, but that doesn't mean it doesn't happen. This is a collection of stories about exactly that, following a woman that is either a predator of other woman, or a target of one or more woman herself. Type of force don't really matter, the POV character must stay consistent, and may inv...
It was just an accident; an everyday occurrence but we would never be the same again. Its Friday, I’m finishing the testing on some very powerful new perfume. I work in the testing lab, and the science geeks have put together a new compound that should drive men wild. It’s my job to test that the solution is not harmful, that it can’t have a negative reacti...
I lay there on the stairs panting after my first orgasm with Jenny. She has snuggled onto my shoulder waiting for me to be able to breathe again. Feeling wet kisses move from my neck to my lips leaving wet little marks on my sensitive skin. She takes my hand and pull me to my feet. "I think it is time we headed for my shower," she whispered in my ear before...
Author's Note: I would like to apologize to readers of the previous two chapters of this story, as they were posted more than a year ago. Shortly after writing those first two chapters, my life grew much more hectic and this unfortunately got set to the side. Time flies by faster than you think, sometimes! I sincerely regret the unforgivable gap between chap...
"What do you know of Somali and Ethiopian history?" Bethlehem "Beth" Tilahun asked her lover Amal Shire, and the young Somali-Canadian woman paused thoughtfully, then raised her eyebrows and shrugged. The two of them lay in bed together, inside Beth's apartment, located near the University of Toronto campus. I wish I knew more about my people's history, Amal...
A girl never forgets her first orgasm. The discovery, the exploration, the exhilaration, followed by that small amount of guilt at what we've done. For a girl is conditioned to think her own sexual pleasure is naughty and unnatural. Or at least that is how it was for Kira. In a Christian household female sexual desire is considered dirty. She grew up watchin...
The muscular, well-hung high school quarterback was nearly done. Julia Fields could feel him tensing up and sure enough, he pulled out, groaned and came on her ass. That was okay, he'd been fucking her for well over an hour and she herself was getting tired. Just what was his name? "Good fuck Sean, damned good fuck!" She complimented him. Younger men were s...
When I see her just lolling around in bed, like she's doing now, lying on top of the quilt in our bedroom (I broke her of the nasty habit she used to have of getting under the sheets with her clothes on), just slowly swaying that pelvis side to side as she reads an old On Our Backs, I remember back to the first time I saw her and how I just had to have her s...
I saw her sitting in the mall. Cutest little blonde I'd ever seen. She sat there all alone lost in her thoughts. I wondered if she truly was alone or maybe waiting for someone, a boyfriend or a girlfriend. As I got closer to her she crossed her legs and her little skirt hiked up pleasingly, revealing more of her long silky thighs for everyone's view. I noti...
Kate was sitting behind an old oak desk that had a carving of trees and animals on it. She thought the desk was beautiful and must have cost a fortune to make with all the detail that was put into it. The deer that was on it looked lifelike and the trees seemed to move a little. She thought it was the trick of the light and her mind was seeing things but she...