Becky lugged her gym bag casually over her shoulder as she shuffled into the gym, heading directly toward the free weights in the back. Some of the trainers waved hello and she exchanged high-fives with a couple. Although she had fought her weight a bit over the years, a set of perpetual crash diets and exercise had molded her to a full, tight finish. From h...
So how does one end up on their back, while another women does them with a strap on? Good question you say. Is she in lock up, while Big Bertha has her way with her? No. Experiencing the joys of college perhaps. No, but that's a story for another time. What I am is a competitor in the sport of Erotic Wrestling. And by sport its an active pastime participated...
The name is Amanda Haguel and I am a young biracial woman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I am the heroine of this tawdry little tale. A five-foot-nine, lean and athletic, caramel-skinned and curly-haired gal with curves in all the right places. The daughter of an African-American father and a Caucasian mother. Born and raised in Bean Town, USA....
Authors note: This is chapter six of this story and, if you read it out of context it will not make much sense. In particular, you might well wonder why it is in the Lesbian Sex category. If you haven't read the previous chapters, please do so first. Vera stared at the blank sheet of paper before her, her mind a turmoil of mixed emotions. She was tired to...
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...
I'd been living in the sorority for a couple of months now and it was a great time. I had one of the upstairs rooms, which I shared with three other girls who were all really nice. The only problem with the room, or so I thought initially, was that there were only two queen-sized beds; I shared one with my best friend, Cindy, and the two other girls, Jenny a...
Cindy and Stacy have known each other since the third grade. They have gone to the same schools and have played the same sports. They are probably the best of friends that friends can be. The only difference between the blonde and brunette was their taste in men. Neither of them ever kept a boyfriend for more than three weeks and more than once they have com...
"Room 202...203...204...ah, 205, this is the one." The escort, Cheryl, found the Caller's room. A soft tap followed, and Kelly opened the door almost instantly. "Oh, a brunette, you're pretty cute." Said Kelly "I want to do this promptly." "Feisty aren't you" replied Cheryl, dropping her bag as she wandered into the room, before kicking off her stilettos...
Dick and I have been married for twelve years, and we still love each other dearly and probably want to make the other happy even more today than we did when we first got married. Like most American men, he likes to fantasize about me "doing-it" with another woman, and I have done it three times for him with friends of mine, each time with him deriving more...
Ashley could hardly believe it. She was sitting backstage in the Greensboro Coliseum, her slim and waifish figure outlined by bright bulbs on the mirror. Perched on a stool, she was waiting for her hero -- Sigrid. "The Norse Ladykiller." "Barbarian Queen." "Lady Viking." "Huntress." No matter what name she'd wrestled under, Ashley had followed her career eve...