I have never been lucky in love with women or men. So finally I decided to try those telephone personal ads. You have seen them in the back of those cheesy, swanky local newspapers. Free voicemail box, free to record, blah, blah, blah. Ads screaming things like "Bi-curious, call now!" with two men, looking suggestively at each other. I always thought that i...
Attention: This is a fictional story, it isn't true. You need to be eighteen years of age or older to read it because it is of an erotic sexual nature. If you are not eighteen or you don't like erotic sexual themes in stories please go to another web site. Now I will describe the characters in this story. Mendy is an 18 year old white female. Her skin is s...
Summary: Black seductress dominates pregnant white neighbour woman. Each Straight White Girl story stands on its own, but here is a summary of the first two already released: Straight White Girls: A Pet Teacher: First introduces our black seductress JANET as she seduces her daughter's teacher Jasmine Walker (yes, me...) Straight White Girls: A Welcomin...
Well... it's strange how things come together - who would have guessed a week ago that Adele and I would be having coffee together. Amazing!! I knew, though, as soon as I clapped eyes on the photo of herself that she's emailed to me, that she was something special. Funny, that! I don't know why - the generous mouth, the open smile - but most of all, those da...
I have been a bisexual since my early teens, it started off like many other girls by experimenting, kissing, touching, cuddling, sleepovers and pubescent curiosity. A few friends and I would have sleepovers and we would take full advantage of the darkness to compare the growth of our budding breasts, rounder hips bushier pussies and new found knowledge of ki...
The nursery was almost ready. The walls were painted a soft blue, dotted here and there with cottony white painted clouds, the colors appropriate for either boys or girls. Four changing tables stood at each of the corners, and four cribs sat next to those. A pair of gliding rocking chairs stood off to the side, just waiting for a mother or father to sit in...
It was the moment every little girl dreams of, but never in Wanda Catron's wildest dreams did she imagine the moment like this. She was stunned by the question, and her hands started shaking. She was afraid it wasn't real. Wanda had been online, talking with her Mistress, Donna Mettert. But this conversation was not like any other conversation she had ever...
I attended a well know women's university on the east coast. To keep from further sullying the name of this place of learning I won't divulge it and will only call it by the nickname the locals gave to it and that was Lesbian U. I'm sure not all the women there were gay but I'd guess that at least seventy percent were. Its rep was the main reason my girlfrie...
Jazz POV For most people what's in the dark comes to the light. As for me when it rains it storms. It's been years since I've seen my aunt and uncle. The last time I had seen them it was four years ago at my father's funeral and before that it was six years. Even then at the funeral I hadn't spoken to them. I could feel the tears starting to well up in my e...
Amber stepped into her apartment after a long day of classes. She could hear Mandy in the next room, and a constant, quiet sound. As Amber turned the corner, she saw Mandy painting their kitchen a soft blue. It was called Baby Blue, and they'd both agreed on it at the paint store when they'd shopped there nearly a week ago. Since it was their senior year a...