I was late, dammit! Any other morning but this one. I ran into the station just as they were announcing the departure of the train. I scrambled through the barrier thankful that at least I already had my ticket. It was just starting to move as I managed to open the door. I flung my overnight bag on board and climbed in after it. I slammed it shut after me an...
You ask me how I became the sex slave of a much older woman? Honestly, I think you're asking the wrong question, if you don't mind me saying? What you should be asking me is how it took so long? Because some things are more of an inevitability than a random occurrence. Like water flowing downhill or a meteorite falling to earth, the path that I found myself...
This time I was the one sat on the toilet, with Mel stood up in front of me. Her PVC pencil skirt was in bunches around her waist, pushed up there by my furious hands as they searched frantically for her crotch. Her sodden black lace panties were around the ankles of her leather knee-high boots, quickly pulled down as my I sought out her clit. Instantly I...
NOTE: All parties involved in this experience are over the age of twenty-one. I wish to thank Lihle Nkosi for the kind and positive editing assistance. ***** As a lesbian there have been times when female friends and on occasion colleagues have asked me about my sexuality. Usually it starts out in a very tentative, frequently embarrassed manner. Some sta...
Here's a little more Lena and Justine for those who requested it. I recommend reading Salt & Vinegar first, although this is a stand-alone story. Enjoy! And please let me know if you'd like more. Thanks again to Warrior_Wolf for the helpful edits. ---------- JUSTINE Friday, finally! I'd had a really shitty week at work. Everyone was under pressure to m...
Well it was 9 o'clock and I'd just kissed my husband goodbye and packed him off to work for the day. Another day in suburbia beckoned and I wondered what on earth I could do to fill my time today. I'd left work after getting married as we were quite well off now and the need for me to work was not a necessity. However, sometimes I wished I was still there as...
I strongly urge you to read chapter one first as otherwise this may puzzle you. *** When she came and sat on my knee she nuzzled into my neck. She felt warm and soft under my touch. Her blouse was still in 'ultra' mode as it had been since the journey back to the office and it gaped enticingly. I looked down at the new red bra that barely covered her breas...
Chapter 1 - Meet Never been on Eurostar before and the English landscape looks so splended from a train. But I'm getting ahead of myself, probably should begin at the beginning, as David Copperfield said. Factual stuff: 4o year old lesbian who came out...well never really came out, just had the odd encounter with other girls. After leaving school worked i...
Christie was on the 30-th floor of a modern high-rise office tower, only a floor below the plush and universally famous restaurant that the building was known for. Although she had never been there, The Mile High, with its pseudo aircraft type seating and servers dressing like airhostesses or stewards was the hottest restaurant in town. The Maitre D, it was...
"Hello. Who have we got here? I haven't seen you before." Karen looked up and her heart seemed to skip a beat; there, standing before the group, was the most extraordinary woman she had ever seen. Whether it was the wine, the heat or something else, she immediately felt that there was something about this woman that was special, very special. Whilst not cl...