Julia lands a dream job with a top fashion lingerie house that leads her into a life of beautiful women and daring sexual exploits. In this autobiographical story, Julia explores her sexuality and her body as well as her new contacts. Gradually she pushes the boundaries of her experiences and enters a secret world of lesbian passion, sex and more. This is on...
Don't read this if you're under 18. I decided to move the 5th part of the 'Diana' saga into the Lesbian section, as no men appear in the story, although it is still BDSM oriented. It will, however, make more sense if you've read the other 4 parts. It's all fantasy. I was established now as Helen Barrington's principal slave, and my place in her household w...
Hi my name is Sarah, you may recall in my last story of how my relationship with my Boss Sam changed in an interesting and sexy way. Things didn't quite work out the way I'd hoped though. In the following months after her promotion Sam spent a lot of time away from the office visiting other offices, so we hardly saw each other. The company was to hold a co...
The intensity of the rain began to increase making Sarah wish that her friend had listened to her when Sarah had suggested that they should have given up their shopping day and just headed to the pub. But Helen had been determined that they should visit this 'very special' place. Sarah just wondered why, if it was so special, they had not ventured to this pl...
KRISTINA MELHART’S STORY Jenny and I became almost like mascots for the Volleyball team. We went to all of their games, home and away, and always sat near the front. Over time, some of the other girls on the team found out, or guessed, that Jenny and I had something going with Karen, Jill, Nicole, and Emily—something a little more than friendship. They sta...
Sarah wiped her forehead. Almost done, she thought. Just these three more outfits to be marked and logged into the store's computer and she would be finished. And that wasn't good. She was glad to be at the end of these last three weeks, working from whenever she started until whenever she quit, but at the same time she was worried. What was she going to do...
The skin padding the lower half of my palms was rubbing raw, as was that on my knees and the top of my feet. My back aching with the weight of carrying my lover as she rode me about the house. Filled at one end with a long, thick plug, adorned with long strands of black hair that waved and swayed between my legs; the other with a hard, slightly slimy leath...
Her name was Mary. She looked a little bit lost on the first day of our computer programming course and also sad in a cute sort of way. The seating arrangement was horizontal rather than vertical and we ended up being seated at opposite ends of our row. Being rather outgoing, I introduced myself to the rest of my classmates but not rather noncommittal nods...
I'm not sure when or why it started to happen, but everything about my life was becoming sexualized, saturated with a palpable feeling of endless desire. I mean, math class is not supposed to be sensual, but there I was, half listening to Dr. Hu drone on at the board solving integral equations, and I all I could think about was, I need. I want. I need. I tr...
"On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross The emblem of suffering and shame And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost sinners was slain So I'll cherish the old rugged cross 'Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown" George Bennard ** Monday, 14...