I knew it was a weird, daring idea. I just couldn't have anticipated how this would go down. I've always been wanting to try new things, and from all those moments, I picked the least predictable adventure to actually pursue. My obsession with the idea started already months before I went on and did it. I was becoming addicted to watching anything that had...
I stand there, watching the dance floor, writing stories in my head as people interact the way I always do. This one is looking for a piece of ass because he's bored with his girlfriend. Those two are newlyweds who are looking for some excitement, so they're pretending to be strangers picking each other up. That group is a bunch of girlfriends laughing and d...
Jessie's Adventures - Introduction Disclaimer: All characters in this lesbian fictional story are 18 years or older. * I was looking through an adult internet ad service displaying local members, when I came across an ad that caught my eye. I clicked on the heading link "I want to introduce you to my pussy". As it opened, it showed several pictures of thi...
It is said that a scent can take you back. That smell is the sense most directly connected to memory. Donna would have told you in that moment, that moment of reconnecting with her own recent past in the back seat of a cab, a cab in New York City, a cab on the way to Lincoln Center where she and her Audrey would soon be listening to Beethoven, that it is not...
For the second morning in a row Helen rolled over to find herself in Sam's bed, woken by the light filtering through the thin curtains. For a while she just lay there, watching her lover sleep, feeling a deep inner contentment that had been missing for so long from her life. She thought over the events of last night; she was still somewhat surprised by how s...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: After a night of passionate lovemaking, Ami makes a new friend on the beach. ***** Ami stretched out face down on the lounge chair on the beach near a palm-frond covered canopy. She reached back to undo the straps of her bikini top, allowing them to fall to her sides so that she could avoid tan lines on her back. Her large breasts mashed aga...
Sangitta felt a little lonely once Babs had gone and she did not know what to do with herself. She could not settle to anything. She sat there and tried to listen to music but that soon bored her and then she tried to watch some television but that just switched her off as well. She needed some company and she needed it now. She knew that she was using Juli...
Authors Note: These stories are based on my life experiences. If you haven't read the first part of my story, I'd suggest that you do so... The names (or most of them) have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent. By the way, in case any of you are wondering after the end of this story, the answer is: "Yes, Cheryl is still a part of my life – even if we...
When I crossed her bikini line with my tongue, heading for the Promised Land, it was the beginning of a new world. It was much more than a physical boundary, where whether to wax or not is a big deal. But, more importantly, it was a boundary between an employee and her boss. Julia's my boss, and now she's my lover. She's older than me, in her late thirtie...
The characters and situations of this story are entirely imaginary. It is intended for adults who take pleasure in ponygirl and interracial lesbian fantasies. If this subject offends you, please don't start reading. Sabel Chapter One: A course for ponygirls Her dark skin would look perfect in a pink or green harness. Cathy couldn't help imagining what it...