After my extraordinary weekend with Jennifer, I realized that while I may have been in lust with a couple of girls at college, what I experienced with Jennifer was love, the real deal. When I thought about her which was frequent, my heart pounded and the most wonderful feeling surged through my body. This went way beyond mere sexual attraction. During my...
Professor Days stood at the front of the room, tapping on her phone. I scowled down at my chemistry packet, hating NMR and all it stood for. We both checked the time repeatedly. Five minutes after class was supposed to start, Days sighed. "Well," she said, "it looks like nobody else is coming." There were only four people in the class, so it was very notic...
Sara puttered around the apartment Sunday morning, drinking coffee, listening to some mellow tunes, watching a little television with the volume low. She had been dressed and ready to go at seven-thirty. She wore a mid-calf length black dress with short sleeves and a scoop neck. Crocheted insets circled three tiered seams. She had four inch black pumps on, a...
"It is as gorgeous a day as you are," you jest. "Why do you say such wild things about me?" I manage to giggle the response out. "You don't like the wild things I say to you? What about the wild things I do to you?" You ask as you pull me into your arms and glide your hands down my sides until they land upon my ass, giving a possessive yet panty soaking...
Sami leaned her head against the passenger window of Charlene's new car as they drove back to Jackson for the Christmas Holidays. Charlene and Debbie had graduated the previous May, and moved together to Houston where they had both secured jobs. Debbie would be with her family in Dallas for the holidays, as Sami and Charlene would do with theirs, in Mississi...
** For Miss S ** "Jennifer, what have you gotten yourself into now?" It was as obviously a rhetorical question as they get. My mind was just running in overdrive at the fear that someone would enter the wash-room. Enter, and find the stall I was in. You see, I was not using the wash-room per se. I was just casually sitting in a stall biding my time. You co...
A submissive finds her soulmate. * Author's Note I find that quite a few of the dominant-submissive stories I read involve mostly taking and not a lot of giving. This is not one of those stories. There is some mild bdsm in this tale, but I like to think it's mostly just a story about falling in love, and giving your lover what she needs to be happy. It's...
Sometimes you just feel safe with someone, even when they're a stranger. That's the way I felt about Kristen. She wasn't a total stranger. She was the R.A. on my floor, but we rarely spoke to one another, except when it was in groups. She carried herself like a real grown-up. I thought she was really beautiful. She looked like the kind of girls in my school...
On Sunday Miss White got a call from Dean Wilkins, asking her to meet again on Monday. Somewhat hesitantly, Miss White agreed, still uncomfortable with the whole situation but mindful of the leverage that the Dean had over her. Fortunately Kristin and Jenny seemed none the worse for wear after their encounter — though both of their asses were still sore, nei...
~ When our lips touched, it was pure sugar. I had only ever kissed men - hungry men with hard lips. Kathryn's lips were soft. Supple. Suckable. Her tongue darted into my mouth, delighting me with its pliant, and then rigid, explorations. It was so new, such a different sensation, to be kissed by a girl. I felt almost like I was drinking rich and yielding ai...