I remember the first time I slept with a girl, it was the most amazing sexual experience of my life. It was the first week of my freshman year at an all girl college. I was just getting settled into my dorm room, and I was going to take a shower before I went out. I took my clothes off, put on a towel, and went to the showers. There were about 10 other girls...
I always smile whenever I see Dolores Chavez, knowing the illicit behavior she has coaxed from others. For many years, she was the "Queen" of our school district, and in her role as President of the Parent-Teacher Association, she loved having sex with women. Were these naughty habits common knowledge? Not at all. To most people in the school district, Dolo...
I waited anxiously while Julie put her hair back into a ponytail. This was of course a maneuver I had employed myself on several occasions while in the midst of performing oral sex and my hair was getting in the way. The difference here of course was that it was the first time somebody else had paused for such a reason with me and with Julie having already h...
This is something of a sequel to my earlier story, "Social Sex Ed," but written so that you can hopefully understand it even if you haven't read the earlier story. * The elevator doors opened and we stared at each other in shock. We stood there for so long, both stunned, that the doors started to close and I quickly put a hand in to stop them. She stepped...
Note: Hoped you all enjoyed Part I. I now incorporate a passion of mine into this part of the story using the character of Tiffany. Let me know what you think. --- A week went by, and Stacy got to know Derry. Stacy found out that Derry was a poor Irish girl who loved Red Hot Chili Peppers and who was resentful of the male sex. Apparently, she had had a ste...
Author's Note: This is my sequel of the story that was inspired and collaborated on by the wonderful and talented writer Skye_sub. I hope you enjoy this as much as the first one. Her sequel will come out sometime soon so be on the lookout. My writing is not near the level of hers but if you like lesbian filth, this is the story for you. I love you KYT, my so...
Amy suddenly farted – or at least, it sounded like it. And it also sounded really wet. She gulped, sheepishly looking around to see if anyone noticed. Luckily, the lobby of her downtown Los Angeles apartment building was empty save for the front desk clerk, who was far enough away from her now. It was just past 10pm on a Friday night. Amy hurriedly walke...
This is my long-awaited sequel to "Remember This Moment Forever" which takes place ten years after the original story. What was originally intended to be one long story eventually grew so large that I decided to split it into four parts with a new story being posted at the end of each summer month (beginning with Part One in May and ending with Part Four in...