Eve had arrived in Dallas, but had no luck thus far. Most would have given up already, but the search for Melody was imperative for her. She'd actually met a few other lesbians, but they were just another part of her search. One lead her to a housewife who she slept with. Oh, the fun they had... it was like no other for her partner, but Eve only had one thin...
"Whoever had the brilliant idea to hire two female anchors, should be taken out and shot," Sue Marshal said, as she watched the two women storm off to their respective dressingrooms. Sue was the producer of the late night K-U-N-T Channel 7 TV news program the two women were supposed to co-host, and had been dealing with their temper tantrums for over six mon...
A special thanks to joshman110 and CandidBandit for my primary sources of inspiration. In the middle of the night you had a dream. Before you was a spirit of lust upon a throne of fire offering to make one sexual fantasy come true. You admit to imagining yourself in a world where everyone is %100 woman (not a futa) but can both impregnate and be impregnated....
This story is partly fictional, although the woman by the name of Lynne is real but I have not used her real name and she does indeed run a matchmaking service for lonely, horny lesbians. Although she calls it matchmaking, it is actually prostitution. * Well with Eden, my partner, gone for two months and Sandy, my occasional playmate, not sure that she is...
This story is based on interracial lesbian seduction, reluctance and coercion (although there is a sprinkling of MF sex). The thoughts of a white women being seduced by a black woman is a long held fantasy of mine, but if this type of storyline is not for you, thank you for stopping by but please pass on without feeling the need to leave a derogatory comme...
Story by LesLes. Concept by Solddate. Art by Oo_Sebastian_oO Five Years After Syndrome's Attack "Honestly, sweetie, if there's ever a type of villain you don't want to go solo against, it's a mind controller." The villainess Mezmerella leaned against the top of a classic ball chair as she spoke. The smooth white plastic of the chair was a half-sphe...
"Bonjour, mademoiselle!" Melody's mother said as Eve came down the stairs. Melody was still sleeping. "Hi, Madame Marron." Eve sat down. "What's for breakfast?" "A local dish, dear." Madame Marron was from France and often cooked the cuisine. Eve had been at her house for several months and had tried a variety of it. She had even had a few local dishes....
I met Lynne for a drink after work. She said she wanted to talk to me about something which means that she more than likely has a match for me. Lynne runs a lesbian match making service. As long as both parties pay the fee for the match it is not legally prostitution. I pay a very small fee and my matches almost always pay a very hefty fee which Lynne and I...
09 July 2020 22:10 On a rainy night Raj arrived at CSMT Mumbai by a train with a general compartment ticket. A young lad of merely 18 years with little to no acquaintance with the city life of the shining Mumbai he had boarded the train. It was his first visit to Mumbai and hereafter for no reason at all it seemed to him that it was his destiny to be a par...
Back in the apartment that evening, Candice sat on the sofa and thought about Camilla, whom she expected to see come home anytime, but was also wondering--and worrying about--why she hadn't come home yet. She knew Camilla wasn't stripping at Luvlee's that night, so unless she was out with that man she'd been with the night before, she should have already com...