"Again, again, step, step, pause, step, step, pivot, twist, turn, step, step..." Ivory's dance teacher's voice boomed through the studio along with a few attention getting claps. Trista sat watching her on the low seats at the other end. As Ivory spun her long orange-golden hair whipped around her thighs. She had forgotten to tie it back in a bun. Trista lov...
We are sitting in a conference room and I am bored. She is sitting in the room, she is beautiful and also seems bored. We furtively glance at each other, and then look away; we glance again then look away. She is blond and I am brunet, she has blue eyes and mine are brown, she has a dimple on her left cheek and I have a scar above my right eye. We stare at...
I met her in a dive bar. Well, not exactly a hole-in-the-wall; it wasn't that dingy. But you know what I mean, right? Old curling posters on the wall, blinking neon beer signs, only one coin-operated billiard table. She was sitting with her legs curled up under her, a charming fedora perched on her head like a familiar bat, and a set of horn-rimmed glasses r...
Strapped down, like an animal. Writhing in agony as search for release. From the bindings? Oh no. From the sexual need, the fever that races through your body. You beg me to touch you, to give you the release your body so desperately seeks. And so I do. Bringing my fingers down to trace a path from your nipples up to your throat, I whisper hints of the pleas...
This is my first time posting a story so please bear with me and comments are welcome please :) I had an experience a while ago that I would like to share, and hopefully you will enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed doing it. Michael and Caryn are two of our very good friends, and my husband and I enjoy their company very much. About 2 years ago, we w...
This weekend I met an amazing woman at a friends house. I knew she was bisexual, it was so obvious. The whole time I was there she stared at my cleavage. After I loosened up a little, I too admitted that I loved pussy. She then leaned over and kissed me. It was totally unexpected but it was the most intense kiss. Her lips were so soft and her tongue probing...
I have always been straight but I've also always been a little bit curious. It was a quick weekend girls trip where I finally had the chance to live out my fantasy. It was early in the night when we first got to the hostel. We were staying at a place in Manhattan, and decided to join the other guests in the kitchen. They were all drinking and getting ready t...
Chapter 2. Note to readers: "Yaya" (γιαγια) = Greek "grandma". Phoebe and I kissed good-night in the hallway, after looking both ways to make sure nobody was watching. I would've gladly followed her into her room — I enjoy sleeping with people, not just "sleeping with" them — but she stopped me at the doorway. "There's no room. In the morning?" So I kissed...
Apologies for the long delay. I wanted to listen to all comments, and listen I did. I scrubbed off an even more ridiculous, over the top chapter and wrote this instead. You guys are essentially driving the story now. The next chapter, in the current direction, would be G's time with Emma, the consequences of G's shenanigans in class, and the repercussions of...
“What’s the matter, Lizzie?” Sarah’s hands squeezed my shoulders and her hair brushed my cheek as she leaned over to peek at the papers strewn over the desk. “I think this is my 20th hang up in a row tonight,” I complained, rolling my eyes toward the phone. “They finish half this stupid survey and decide it’s too long and hang up.” “Aww I know, but don’t...