Every precinct has a captain. Precinct One of the Female Erotic Police Squad was no exception to that rule. It was commanded by captain Athena. Her mythological name was the effect of her parents classical education and her exotic looks - of their ancestry. Athena's mother was Samoan and her father - Japanese. The captain had a light brown skin, slightly sla...
My thanks go to Mistress Leigh for giving me the experience and allowing me to publish. My thanks also go to SlaveGirl 70 for her insight and editing assistance. ***** I stood there, naked as usual, with a quizzical look on my face. To my complete surprise, today's list of clothes was nothing like the usual elegantly sexual dress and lingerie, body hug...
Hi everybody, my name's Bianca and I am home from college for my summer vacation. And, wow! Do I ever have a story to tell. My parents went to a church conference this week leaving me with the house all to myself. From my bedroom window on the 2nd floor facing the street I'd noticed that there were these two women that walked up the street at about the same...
Karen slipped under the blankets between Jenny and Sharmila. She began to pull her thong down but found that both Jenny and Sharmila seemed to be keen on helping too. They both eased the underwear down past her knees and over her ankles. Jenny then placed the wet thong on the settee among the others. "You know, I'm still having difficulty realising we're do...
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...
There comes a time in every woman's life when she has to stop and say to herself, "Where am I now? Where am I going? How did I get here?" And then there are times that those are pretty darn dumb questions. Where am I now? I'm bent over the leading edge of a table. My hands are tied together and the nylon stocking used for that is looped over something on the...
(For Katie, who knows all) " Do it yourself," I said when my aunt asked me to re-pin the flowers in the buttonhole of her jacket. I could see my mother's startled look. Though she disliked my aunt and knew I was difficult to control at times, she had thought that on Aunt Kitty's wedding day, which at last looked like passing off without too many recriminat...
Summary: Two powerful women seduce straight women in different ways. Note 1: Thanks to hfernandez1983 for the original idea to what turned out to be a very lengthy, complex NOVELLA, in the vein, I hope, of my Catching Mommy series (except without the incest (mostly). Note 2: Thanks to Robert, Tenzin, Goamz86, and Wayne for editing. Note 3: Update April 20...
That's good," Sammi said down the phone. "Why?" "Cos of two reasons." "May I ask what they are?" I said half expecting to be told to fuck off and not be so bloody impertinent. "First, because I can now fuck you when I want for over two weeks can't I?" "Yes," I replied simply to my eighteen year old lesbian Domme lover. "And the second?" "That, you can...
Bridget set the last pin holding a stray curl into place. Twirling her finger around a single copper strand, she ensured her hair looked perfect at a glance. Taking a soft brush from the counter she ran it back and forth across the pink compact. Tapping the brush against the sink she lifted the bristles to feather the color along her cheekbones. Setting the...