Thank you to Jennifer M. for you decidedly wicked thoughts. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characte...
It was getting late and I was tiring of my colleagues. The Manhattan bar was stuffy and I could tell the guys I worked with wanted nothing more than to ditch me and head out to a more "exciting" bar. I had no problem with that – I was tired from the long meetings that day and anxious to get back to my hotel room. I told them I would settle the tab since I wa...
Traci looked over the ad one more time. “Girls, you are invited to a WINE Party (Women In Need of Entertainment). Spend an afternoon without kids or men. We will meet regularly during the summer. Work on your tan…or each other. Bring nothing more than an open mind. The first party will be Friday, May 2. E-mail me for further details. Please include a photo.”...
Ever since Linda traveled to Chicago to take care of her ailing grandmother, more than two months ago, I had done little but stay home, keeping pretty much to myself. I had no idea when she might return, but I kept myself occupied with work, television and reading. My own fingers replaced the passion I had known with her for almost three years, but soon I be...
I found myself giggling in the dressing room. The smart little indigo A-line dress I'd found looked just too good, and I suddenly felt like I was twenty again. It showed most of my forty-something feminine curves, but not all of them, just the right ones. When I caught my eye in the mirror I laughed out loud and girlishly covered my smile. I twirled my long...
My name is Lara, I am 25 years old and a lesbian, yes, you heard me, I am a lesbian. Perhaps I should start with a little description of myself, to set the mood a little bit. Okay here goes... I am four foot ten inches tall, tiny I know, but my height is not the only thing on me that is tiny. My breasts are 28 A cup, practically none existent really. Very s...
June 12th, 2014, Glendale Arizona. "Good morning." Tess had looked at the screen of her cellphone when it began vibrating. It was Gina calling her. Tess was setting at an outside table at 'The Bean Bag', her favorite coffee shop where she tried very hard to start each day. She had a copy of the Sun on the seat beside her, the entertainment section opened an...
Not quite satisfied with my rest, I'm awoken by the chug-chug of Kira's motorbike as she slowed on the road to come through the gates and into the driveway. Before I am properly conscious and able to collate everything, my nose picks up the sweet smell of honey overlaid with apples and pears... Matsui! Oh fuck! My eyes flip open faster than the shutters shoo...
My friend Alana had just spilled her guts, and then some. She confessed one thing I secretly already knew: that she was into women now. Then she described in vivid, exciting detail her first time making love to a woman. After the story, she went to explain that she was using our trip to Vegas—which we were still en route to via a red-eye commercial flight—to...
I feel the sharp pang of disappointment as I realize that my own psyche has left me stranded on the floor, bereft of the means and energy to scale the soaring walls of delight that I was so close to conquering moments ago. I weaken as the rush of passion ebbs and the soft focus of arousal fades, replaced by the harsh glare of the fluorescent bulb above me an...