"Wake up, beautiful." "Morning, gorgeous." Grace rolled over and kissed Linda. Both of the beauties - each indeed matched the others' verbal description - were clad in panties and babydoll nighties. As was usual when they slept together. "Grace -- are you awake enough to talk?" "Sure." "We should talk about where we are going." "Going? Is everything OK?...
Tricked Into Lesbian Marriage By Linda1234 and Jenny Note to readers: we met online and decided to write this story together. It's light, silly, romantic, and maybe even corny. We hope you like it! Both Tiffany and Brenda had been chosen to star in the movie because of their incredible looks and sex appeal. Their faces and bodies were stunning, and...
In this script, a girls night out in Las Vegas leaves a woman handcuffed to a bed and married to her best friend. How did she get there? —————— Script Start —————— Morning, sweetie! How did you sleep? Shhh! Just relax, baby, we both had one crazy night. Oh! Last night was absolutely amazing! You looked so beautiful, and I have never been happier in my en...
"Wow." That was all that Jo could say in reaction to the story that Tess had just related to her as they chatted on the Skype connection. Jo was still overseas but now in Kuwait, awaiting her orders to return to the States, but safe, now. What Tess had told her was the 'true' story of John Brown's death, Miriam's husband, Hope's father. The public story wa...
The building provides a cleaning service as part of the Maintenance Fees. Our girl is Sandra, a 30 something Columbian national who speaks very little English. Luckily both Evangeline and I both speak fluent Spanish. There is nothing remarkable about Sandra. She isn't curvy, has a flat butt and has a respectable 32C bust. Sandra usually wears jeans and a tee...
She knocked on the woman's door, holding in hands some chocolate cookies, and notice it is about nine in the morning. When the door opened by a gorgeous, shapely woman who smiled at Nina and Nina said, "My name is Nina. I live across from you, and I notice you just moved here about a week ago. I do not know if anyone else has stopped by, but I thought it is...
We've all got secrets. And why shouldn't we? It's part of who we are. Having secrets simply means you're a normal person. Sometimes I will never apologize for. My name is Marguerite Alexandre Jean. I'm a five-foot-eleven, lean and athletic, dark-skinned Black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I teach History at Saint...
Author's Notes: This story was inspired by the song Like We Used To by A Rocket To The Moon. I want to thank my editors, one of my best friends, Cassy and LaRascasse. Please vote and comment. Any comments would be appreciated. ******* Life changes after school, there was never anything to deny that. It just depended whether it changed for the better or t...
By Tabatha and Linda Note to Readers: I met Pam online and we started an erotic correspondence. After she went on a vacation she told me the wonderful story of how she met and fell in love with Tabatha. As wonderful as Pam's story was, I thought readers would be even more interested in knowing what happened from Tabatha's point of view. So here's her story...
Well, the woman in the mirror certainly looks too young to be attending the wedding of her son this weekend and truthfully, thirty-seven really is far too young to have a twenty year old. Come to think of it, twenty was far too young to be getting married. But then, you were married younger. And this girl your son is marrying really is a sweet, beautiful gir...