It was a typical Friday evening for Sonya and Tasha. The two friends sat on the couch in the apartment they shared, watching TV, chatting about this and that, and nibbling on popcorn. Fridays were their night to relax, kick off the shoes and lounge around. Occasionally one of them would have a date, but lately it seemed like those were few and far between. B...
"Truly?" I whispered in a scandalized tone. "They enjoy that?" Isabel nodded and sipped sagely at her cup of tea. "Look up at them while you lap it off your fingers. They like that best." I settled back into my chair with an expression of what I'm sure must have been puzzlement. "I had no notion that they found those sorts of things pleasurable." Isabel q...
Her lips found my own. It was gentle - soft, even. The kiss she may have shared with me at the club if I had been brave enough. I slid my own arms down her back, opening my mouth to her, and Phoenix Whitford's tongue slipped in, caressing my own. She was mine - and mine only. Our tongues met, and I groaned into her mouth. That sound snapped whatever leash sh...
"Now where was I?" Cassie asked. "Oh yeah. So your mom had just said I looked good enough to fuck, which, I've got to tell you, sent a little jitter through me. I mean my pussy's practically dripping I'm so excited. I can already smell myself, and I'm wondering how long before she catches on. I know I've got to make my move soon, but I'm so incredibly nervou...
Subject: Human pets, Lesbian, Domination, Urination, Bondage ***** Having recently moved from across the Atlantic to America Yelene was alone, friendless and quite poor. She was studying in America, contrary to popular opinion most Russian women did not come to America to become mail order brides or hookers, Yelene was a well-educated, respected professi...
Sitting in the lobby for my interview so nervous I wanted to scream. Everything just felt...off today. Hands shaking I twist the ring on my right hand thinking about all my mistakes. I worry about the short length of my skirt as it rides up my thighs. I couldn't manage anything better; the dry cleaners gave me the wrong suit. Even a damn rip in my last pair...
The spring semester was winding down, which meant that all sophomore English composition projects must be submitted by the second week of May. There I was, sitting in my home office chair, sorting through undergraduate e-mails and checking off my roster of submitters. As I made my way down to the "T's," my pencil horizontally scanned across to the name liste...
The difficulties of our task with the anti-trafficking agency preoccupied me. Globalization had familiarized us all with the idea that world markets were a good thing in themselves. We got food and goods from across the globe, why not sex too? Most of us accepted the idea that sex work could empower women, which made it difficult to say that sex work per se...
I stood at the bus station and waited patiently for Jan's bus to arrive. Looking at the clock and the road, the bus was late and I had to go to the bathroom so bad. I didn't want to go and let Jan think I didn't show up. So, I wiggled and walked and hopped from one foot to the other, praying she'd get here soon. I'd tighten my legs then release them. I did...
Dr. Anil Menon folded the Malayalam newspaper and looked around at the fellow passengers in the air-conditioned compartment of the train. There were not many and most seemed to be sleeping. Looking out through the window , he was yet again captivated by the natural beauty of Kerala. Now for the information of the readers, Kerala is a southern state in India...