Author's note: This story follows on from "Crossing the Divide" but has been written (I sincerely hope) in a way that makes it readable in its own right. No need to backtrack, then, so let's get on with it. Onwards and upwards! ***** Chapter One (February 2002) Naomi had finally ridden long enough to run out of orgasms. Literally collapsing off Heather'...
My name is Lorelei Jasmine Brandon and I'm a tall, sexy young Englishwoman ( recently naturalized ) living in the great city of Boston, Massachusetts. I am a Marine Biology student at the world-famous New England Military Institute. Someday, I'm going to be a U.S. Army Officer. Until then, I'm an undergraduate at one of the best military academies in North A...
"Simone! Please stop daydreaming! Have you heard a word I said?" Lady Hawley spoke testily to her daughter, who was gazing dreamily out the window of the carriage. Simone thanked her lucky stars that mind reading was not one of her mother's gifts. "Sorry Maman, I drifted off for a moment. You were discussing my French grammar were you not?" "No dear, tha...
I had spent the entire day lounging around the condo. Kelly was supposed to be going out of town. I felt lazy and worked up from all the recent sexual tension in my life. I did a little web surfing and actually found myself looking up woman on woman porn sites. I had to stop it, I was driving myself crazy. Over the recent months of living with Kelly, I had...
A good roommate is terribly hard to come by. I had been searching for what seemed like years. In truth it was actually only a few months, but still too long to have to swing rent on a two bedroom condo by ones self. Then we just happened to meet by accident while both of us were looking at the Homes for rent sign in front of the administration center where I...
By Pam, Tabatha, Lori and Linda NOTE to readers: this is the true account of how Tabatha and Pamela met Lori and tricked her into having lesbian sex with Tabatha, who was disguised as a man. Tabatha, Pamela and Lori each wrote up what they were thinking and what happened from their individual perspectives. Linda wove their narratives together. From Tabatha...
"I don't know, Cheryl. Why'd we rent this other costume at all?" "I told you why and what might work," Cheryl said in that low, breathy voice of hers. I was standing at the mirror, a costume in each arm, holding them in front of me, one after the other, trying to decide. "You've been mooning over that Tim for months now. Something has to give." I heard the...
A towel wrapped around her long dark hair, Rhiannon Jones stepped out of the bathroom. "Hey, Rhia," her roommate called from the living room. Rhia started at the sound of Dorothy's voice. Ducking back into the bathroom for her robe, she padded down the short hall. "Hey yourself," she said. "I thought you were planning a late night." Dorothy laughed. "I wa...
As shocked as she was, Rachel could have sworn she heard the distinct cries of a woman in the throws of orgasm coming from an upstairs window. She was eager to see where it came from. When she looked she saw the flushed face of a female pulling away from a window. Rachel turned back to fooling around with her friends, but couldn't get the woman's image out...
I love travel, but hate airports, something to do with the crowds I think. Nevertheless, I decided to be patient despite the interminable comings and goings of gape-mouthed, gormless passengers and their loved ones. That's another minus point for airports; no one seems to know where they're going, I hate indecision. The bovine mass irked me, and my present d...