Leoni was by all accounts a rather attractive woman. And she was a woman, now. She had not really appreciated the change herself. The way her cheeks had come in, her features come finer and lean. The elegant lines of her nose and lips. The way her eyes now looked to men, her slightly green eyes, fortuitous under her red Irish hair. She hardly wore makeup, b...
Author's note; This story contains scenes of increasingly less reluctant lesbianism. ***** I was naked and on my bed within minutes of getting home. Satisfying the aching need for relief my afternoon of performing cunnilingus had created was my first priority. Around me lay my trusty vibrator, the slim one I'd used last night, the buttplug Olivia had giv...
All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Chapter 1 "What the hell?" expostulated the burly cop. "Step out of the car, you two." Shit. I had broken one of my cardinal rules, and now I was caught. "Oh shit...oh shit," Maria Lansifer murmured in my ear, her thick, glossy b...
Early 2009 was a strangely frustrating time for Nikki Sanderson as she was feeling really pissed off with her life even though she was quite busy and making good money. Her numerous boyfriends had so far never seemed to quite gel with her and she had struggled to really enjoy her time with them as much as she had hoped it might being a true romantic. She c...
Darlene was one of the hairdressers at the salon where I worked as the Business Manager. The first day I met Darlene, I was attracted to her and for two obvious reasons. She had the two things that guys most want, lust over, desire, and fantasize about. She had the biggest tits I've ever seen on a white woman. They were huge. I don't know what size they we...
Alex was singing at the top of her lungs to her favorite song as she drove home from the store. She pulled into the driveway, got out of the car, went to the mailbox, and stood there, smiling and looking at her new house. A new chapter in her life. It was a nice house, 2 bedrooms, 2, and a half baths. As she brought in the groceries from her car, Alex's ph...
It's the second day of March. The sky is still gray but I saw a robin in the yard this morning. It looked thin. I've been at the Sykesville Correctional Institute for Women for two weeks and one day. There are 529 days left on my sentence. I haven't had a visitor yet. The first thing my roommate told me when I got here was to stay away from Gattson. I did...
Debby looked over as she heard the door open and there they stood, their mouths agape, Tammy and Lisa. These, Debby knew, were Linda's teen sisters, both back from college for their break, one an eighteen year old freshman, the other a year older, a sophomore. The two sisters had arrived a day early, without letting Linda know about the change in plans, and...
I felt out of place for years. I wanted to be attracted to guys, but girls looked so good. I mean the boobs and long shapely legs. Smooth skin, beautiful hair, the way they stomachs look. I like girls. I dream about girls. In addition, one of my male friends had a girlfriend that was very flirty and gorgeous. This being more recent. We were nineteen and twen...
Last week, while walking through the Algonquin College campus in the City of Nepean, Ontario, I came across a vision of beauty. Sagal Hussein, a six-foot-tall and bodacious beauty of Somali and Italian descent. With her curvaceous loveliness hidden by a traditional Islamic long skirt and her pretty face framed by the Hijab, this lady definitely stood out amo...