"Hannah, I don't want to make you sleep upstairs in the hot loft," I shouted up the stairs. "No, I swear! It's fine for you guys to take that bed. It's a California King and I don't need that much room to myself," she replied. It was Hannah's bachelorette weekend and we were spending two nights at her family friend's lake house in North Carolina. "Well,"...
As shocked as she was, Rachel could have sworn she heard the distinct cries of a woman in the throws of orgasm coming from an upstairs window. She was eager to see where it came from. When she looked she saw the flushed face of a female pulling away from a window. Rachel turned back to fooling around with her friends, but couldn't get the woman's image out...
We were recapping our night of clubbing; she was sitting on the hood of her 1963 Mercury Comet at the top of a parking garage, her legs hanging off the edge of the car. I rested my hands on her thighs. While she told me about the songs she hated I inched my hands up further under her skirt, working in toward her sweet spot. I felt up her leg until I got to h...
We were in my room on the bed. It was late so we decided to call it a night. She laid down beside me and turned her back in my direction. Soon she was out like a light, but I on the other hand couldn't sleep. My pussy is aching, dripping wet. Her body is amazing, gorgeous. She was laying in her bra and panties, her ass is perfect. The more I think about seei...
Amy and Amber woke up in each others' arms. After their first-time incestuous lesbian rendezvous, they were feeling exhausted and very satisfied. Amy ran her hand gently over her 20-year-old sister's soft, warm body, feeling her chest rise and fall with every breath. 19-year-old Amy had been very fortunate to find that Amber, too, had been having dirty thoug...
A few months ago, I got an email from the little sister of a girl I know. Her name is April. She got a computer for her birthday. She went online found my email address. I went to grade school with her older sister. April remembered me. She searched me out and surprised me with a letter. I remembered her too. She was a pretty little girl who was two years...
This story is a work of fiction (mostly) and involves sexual acts between Three women (f/f/f). If this offends you or is illegal, please stop reading now. Written by a dirty woman named Valerie, you can reach me through the link below with positive comments. Part 2 She stopped walking and just looked at me with a sort of wicked grin tinged with some awkwa...
"Ding," the doorbell rang, and Miranda stopped breathing for a moment. "Ding, ding," the doorbell rang, and she grabbed her glass, knocking it back before realizing it was empty. She grabbed the bottle, and it was empty, too. Getting up from the table, she swayed slightly and went to the kitchen sink, getting a glass from the cupboard and filling it from the...
Warning: This work of fiction contains scenes of women having sex together, without men. If this offends you, do not read it! People who complain to the authors here about the content of their stories are, IMNSHO, just like people who move next to the airport and then complain about the noise... Constructive criticism is always welcome, but closed-minded...
Lauren had decided to go to college in California, which meant that we would have to break up in July or August. Both of us were really sad since if she didn't have to move, we would probably still be together now and for years to come. We still keep in regular contact, but I'm not going to California anytime soon so no relationship. It's also confusing righ...