Woman on woman force isn't normally thought about, it's a side-fetish at best, but that doesn't mean it doesn't happen. This is a collection of stories about exactly that, following a woman that is either a predator of other woman, or a target of one or more woman herself. Type of force don't really matter, the POV character must stay consistent, and may inv...
In the dream, I push through the double doors into a wide ballroom bigger than any room I've ever imagined before. At least, I think it's a dream. It feels like a dream; my legs feel like they're churning through warm water with every slow, languid step, and the sounds in the room have a distant, echoey quality. Like they're not really happening. I hear the...
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN -- Thursday night, late I walked into my bedroom. Jana was in my bed, her laptop in her lap. She had on a big, oversized t-shirt. "There you are." she said without looking up. I fell on the bed next to her. "What are you doing?" "Research." "At this time of night?" She turned the laptop so I could see. A google search for "Tony Davids...
Some things change you utterly. If you have spent your life with your back turned to your true nature, there are two things that will change you, one way and then the other. The first is the moment when you realise that you may never speak of what you want. Others may say what they like about their desires; they may say it dressed up in convention or sugge...
05 - The ultimate lecture Wednesday! The mere word had been like an obsession to her the last few days. How was it possible that one single expected event could occupy one's every waking moment like this? Totally paralyse your mind? The day at school had been endless; to such an extent that she was driven almost to the brink of desperation. In the end sh...
Stacy and Tina sat in the corner restaurant sipping their coffee, chatting cheerfully. The place was full, people carried on conversations in merry tones, praising the sunny afternoon and the good beverages. Some young college men sat near the two women, staring a little too openly at the girls' alluring features. Oblivious to the wanting looks of the men, S...
For a long time, the women simply looked into each other's eyes. Shanda thoughts turned to the Art History class she had taken a few years back. They had been examining an Italian Renaissance painting and the professor had pointed out that in a close up of the portrait one could see the reflection of a tiny person in the eyes of the subject. He had explained...
Anastasia Pears waited patiently. She was 47 years old woman. She had curvy figure, generous D-cupped breasts, long dark brown hair. She was of average height. She was what one would considered attractive MILF. She wore black latex catsuit and black latex tight-high boots. The bell rang. She opened door and let in her guest, Elena Matthey and closed door b...
The argument started in the club and ended at the front door of our apartment with a loud slam. I wasn't wrong and you weren't right but no one could tell us anything. So I slept on the couch and you took our bed. Less than an hour after we went to "bed", I couldn't lie there any longer and shuffled to the bedroom door quietly. I pressed my ear to the door...
Southern Nights 09. – Perfect Satisfaction. Jim Mallory again! No deep screw this time either, but enough to embarrass everybody, or at least those of them who understood the situation well enough to now they should be embarrassed. Mary included. Still; in spite of all his physical and mental imperfections Mary kind of liked him - after all. He was clumsy,...