The first part of this story was true. It happened. The rest of this is just a dream. In my dream, which I had the first night after I started physical therapy, Melanie and I are sitting on a brown, leather couch, watching some stupid movie. Melanie is wearing a pair of khaki colored slacks, a light yellow button up shirt with a button-down collar. We hav...
Hello readers! This is the first chapter in a series so I do hope you enjoy it. As always, I love/greatly appreciate any feedback and constructive criticism! (Let me know what you think!) Many thanks to Azure_skies for editing. ******* We stumbled into the room laughing together. I noticed that Bee's cheeks were rosy. Droplets of water fell onto the cherry...
The air left my body like someone had poleaxed me. In one huge breath, my lungs emptied as I stared at Marcy. Her words bounced off of the walls of my fertile imagination in a very fast paced Wimbledon tennis game. Match, set, point. How closely this woman's thoughts and words mirrored my own once again astounded me. Of course, her wish was a far site diff...
I seem to be cursed with having young, gorgeous female teachers. My gym teacher was a very young woman, probably only five or so years my senior. She had shoulder-length, thick brown hair, wide, innocent eyes, and the deepest, cutest dimples I had ever seen. Those dimples alone would've had me panting after her. She was short, shorter than my 5'3'', but ver...
I knew two things the moment I met my new roommate: first that I couldn't stand the bitch; and second that I wanted her. I didn't even know that I was a dyke yet. I mean, I was fresh out of high school, where you just didn't talk about things like that. I had gone out with a few boys, even fooled around with them a little, just because I was curious. I coul...
"It's your birthday tomorrow. What do you want?" Emily asked, looking up from her book. I shrugged, indifferent. She was all I wanted. "Oh come on. There must be something. Any sexual fantasies?" I blushed bright red. My fantasies were silly and I knew she would not like them. But my clitoris was pulsating just thinking about it. She caressed my face, wh...
Evening, passion, hunger. Night, silence, warmth, stillness, love. Morning and day, love and time, pleasure and memory. We go to our jobs having shared evening and night and croissants, alternated in the bathroom and fretted over our watches, sworn at public transport, remembered each other's eyes and breath, day-dreamed of the night. Evening, light, hung...
The day I met Marlena changed the rest of my life and my sexual preference. It was a cold and rainy Sunday when Marlena Edwards arrived at my department store. She was the new department manager that was going to be in charge of the shoe section; which happened to be the department I worked in. At first I wasn't sure I was gonna get along with Marlena, she s...
Note - All characters in this story are fictitious and are above the age of 18. * * * * * In high school my classmates considered me fairly normal. In saying that, I’m not a boring nerd but I was the same as most people. I got on well with everyone and I consider myself fun to be with. But I knew different. There are 2 things about myself, which I know tha...
Watching her from across the bar room was like watching something magical in a dingy, real world. Her hair was red like rubies, catching the light and shining. Her body moved to the beat of the music with a liquid ease I envied. My eyes hungrily traced the curves of her body, following her milky arms as they swayed, making out the shape of her ankles as she...