My name is Laura Marsh. My twin sister Emma moved with me when our parents died in a car accident, a couple of years, now 20, we enjoy each others company. We were quite normal sisters, but we were very open with each other; we would talk about boys, puberty, fantasies or anything. I remember one weekend when it all started, I was lying on the sofa watching...
I had never looked at another woman like this, I had always considered myself too be straight. Although I had lots of gay and lesbian friends, the thought of making love too another woman had never crossed my mind. Don't get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with a homosexual relationship in my eyes, my best friend is in a loving relationship with an amazing...
Ann explores girl-girl sex with a mature lesbian. [This is a story of a young woman who is comfortable with herself and her female sexuality and explores girl-girl sex.] Ann was different than many of her fellow students when she started Uni. She did not get ga-ga over guys or gals. She was raised in a family setting in which it was not a surprise to see o...
Everyone has this picture of fall in New England. What most people see is some picture taken in a small Vermont town where the trees present a flourish of colors stretching off into the nearby mountains. But what you don't see is pictures of spring in New England. I suppose the lack of brilliant colors is one reason. Another could be the difficulty in portra...
Author's Note: Sorry that this chapter has been a long time coming. Life circumstances change, but I hope now to be able to dedicate more time to writing, so look out for more stories soon. Feedback, comments, and messages are always welcome. My name is Beth. I'm 18 years old. I was born in Scotland but my parents moved down to London when I was 8. I guess...
Jane and Marina had been friends forever. Growing up next door to each other, they'd been playmates since before they could remember. It hadn't been until puberty set in that things changed. Marina had blossomed. Her Asian features and jet black hair giving her an exotic look that just became more enhanced as her figure filled in. She was the one all the boy...
In my hometown of Biloxi, Mississippi, the story goes that a pumpkin farmer raced from his house toward the frantic pleas of his eldest daughter who lay pinned beneath a tractor. Upon seeing the girl, her father was seized by a tremendous burst of adrenaline, a miraculous shot of superhuman power that trebled his strength and allowed him to lift the machine...
Author's Note: Thanks to angel love for her excellent editing. * "Emma Louise Carlton! – Come to the front of the class." Emma squirmed in her chair, her shoes clicked together nervously and she sucked in her bottom lip. She knew that to delay would only anger Sister Judith even more, but she also knew what was coming. She mustered the strength to releas...
Thoughts of her kept returning to me, time and again. Here I was, married with three children and lusting after another woman. She wasn't just any woman, mind you. She was an absolute beauty. She was perfect in every way. Her face was that of a porcelain doll, delicate and soft; her hair was dark and flowing, like shimmering silk; her body was slim and firm,...
Jill felt great to be young, free, playful and a little horny. It was one of those idyllic Summer days. The right place, with the right person and an abundance of youthful energy. The restaurant's patio bar overlooked the ocean. Jill enjoyed a White Russian. She tried to distract Lauren with a compliment, "I really like your new hairstyle. It's very differe...