I thought it was time I told the Lit world how I found I was bisexual. I was just over nineteen when it happened. I'm well into my forties now. If you want to see what I looked like during this story, check my bio. I hope you enjoy this. Love Amanda. I was lying on my front. He was on his back. We were both naked for we had just had sex. His hand res...
"Mirayi, mon amour, can you please watch my coat? I've got to go to the washroom, been holding it since we left campus," Rachel Guillaume said, shaking her head. The tall, curvaceous young Haitian-Canadian woman carefully draped her black leather jacket over the back of the chair. Mirayi Yasimoto smiled and nodded, taking a sip of her tea. Rachel flashed Mir...
When the final leg of her book tour ended, Salumeh found herself stuck in a Denver hotel in the midst of a snow storm. A far cry from her sunny downtown Los Angeles home. Her latest book, Secret Garden, had managed to break into the top 10 NYT bestseller list after its third week. As usual, it was a fictional piece focused on a young Persian girl's life gro...
Tamara had always lived a very protected environment. With two born again, puritanical parents, she never experienced some of the social liberties of being a teenager growing up. Instead, Tamara focused on school and getting into the very exclusive university of St. Anne, a small all girl college in southern California. After saying goodbye to her boyfriend...
Author's Note: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human...
We pulled up to the deBoers' house half an hour before eight. We were supposed to be there at seven, but my mom had this thing about being "fashionably late." Dad parked on the street, and we all got out of the car, and headed up the block to the deBoer's well maintained front yard. Mom carried a crudites platter she'd spent all afternoon arranging, and Da...
It is only behind a locked door that I submit to myself as I am. Only beneath the shimmer of bath bubbles, piled high, do I give myself permission to indulge in my fantasies and to remember what it is to be a woman, sensual and alive. For, if I admitted to the yearnings of my body, much less my soul, he would turn from me in disgust and call me a whore. He...
Copyright © 2001 by lil^pearl This story is a tribute to a sexy girl who turned my world upside and inside out. She helped me realize just how much power lies behind a woman's softness, her gentleness, and even the way she giggles. Human sexuality need not be masked by the roughness and ruggedness of a man. Perhaps now is the time to embrace the hidden pass...
Getting serious, it's big girls stuff now! Before reading this it's highly recommended that you read the earlier parts. We did it with Tom two or three more times, and each time it just got better and better. The odd thing about it was that, although Sharon and I had very enthusiastic and uninhibited sex together with Tom present we never actually did it o...
Like many women in my current situation, I know what it is like to have your world turned upside down. My name is Cindy Redding. I am 23 years old. I married my long time boy friend Mark Harris at 18 and divorced him for cheating at 22. It is a sad tale. Repeating the story hurts but hels explain my current lesbian life. Looking back at our short life toget...