The following story recounts my second lesbian experience and is a true story. I have only been with two women; both very different, despite them both working in the sex industry. Natalie, who I have written about before, was outrageous, overly sexual and extroverted. Beth, this other girl, was shy and high-strung. She was a Penthouse Pet who was a third-yea...
There was a moment... one night, in the dark when I was staying at her house, when I knew. I realized that I loved her, hopelessly, completely. Laying in bed next to her, I watched her sleeping, peaceful and beautiful with her lashes laying softly on her cheeks and her dark hair fanned out on the pillow. I didn't know how to tell her, so that night I bit my...
"Ok, Barb, I know I probably sound like a broken record, but I have to ask one more time. If I agree to make your proposition a formal date, will you promise not to try to get me into your bed afterwards?" I asked with a smile. I didn't want her to know I had made my decision, because I still had doubts. My problem was that I still felt that I would feel gui...
Author Note: All characters in this story are above 18. (Also, although this is a non-con/reluc story, the non-con element is very short-lived, so if that weirds you out, try to give it a shot) *** "Uh... E-Excuse me, may I go to the bathroom?" The classroom collectively laughed lowly. "You're going to have to raise your voice, Aily." Among a sea of ch...
Chapter 1 Scarlett giggled nervously as she snapped the crotch of the costume closed. She admired herself in the full-length mirror that hung on the door of her bedroom. The bright red plastic horns sat upon her head, made all the brighter by her long black hair. The scoop neckline of the bright red satin material showed off her 36D breasts magnificently, t...
Author's Note This story is a story of hope. Every effort has been made to not make political statements or offend anyone. Special thanks to Oggsbashan and Lauren-Hynde for advice on the history, attitudes and religions involved. CET Sarah Goldblum moved through the bazaar in Cairo feigning the stunned and rather vapid look of a western tourist. The myria...
Hi. My name is Britney Burris, and I'm from the tiny suburban community of Apple Valley, Washington. My best friend growing up was Jessi Nolan, and during our teenage years we both had huge girl-crushes on her Aunt Fiona, whom we both thought to be the coolest woman on the planet. Perhaps I should tell you a bit more about Jessi & myself before continuing....
Adrienne was new to the city, and didn't know anyone. After a few weeks of stifling solitude, she had decided to visit the local equivalents of her old haunts. Part of her hoped that the city would change around her, spitting out her old friends and familiar environs. The corner pub had been nearly deserted, and it was hard to make new friends at the mall, s...
Chapter 1: How It Started It was a few years ago, my sophomore year at Olympia High School in the great state of Washington. I still remember it clearly: a sunny fall afternoon with the leaves turning into vibrantly beautiful colors before lazily falling to the ground. A little chilly, but I didn't need at coat, I was used to it. I was outside during lunch...
Nicola is twenty and has been living with her partner Samantha for the past two years. She met Samantha or Sam, as she prefers to be called, on the beach. She had just walked out of her family's home after a terrible argument and was sitting, feeling very depressed on Town Beach. She is eighteen and possesses long black wavy hair sweeping down her shapely ba...