I've never been into girls. Never. I've never even looked at any part of their body and been like, wow that ass is sexy. Just, no. I've always been as straight as a board. I was like any other girl and lost my virginity at a young age, 17, to some boy who dumped me the next day. Hell, I didn't care. Three years later though me and my best friend Tyana were a...
My first time with a girl was also my first time ever, so I was pretty nervous. Her name was Alli. We had met at a women's studies class (typical lesbian romance cliché) and became study partners, though we rarely did much studying. It started out innocent enough, just holding hands and quick pecks on the cheek. Those turned into quick pecks on the mouth, wh...
Pencil skirts have a lot to answer for; especially the pencil skirt stretched across Kayla's glorious, ripe ebony arse. The young black women had been a breath of fresh air when she arrived in our stuffy office. Half the age of the average employee with twice the attitude. Everyone agreed she was incredibly beautiful. Wide eyes. Heavenly lips. The hottest...
This is Chapter 4 of the Art Teacher Romance Series. You do not have to read the first three chapters to enjoy this Chapter, but I hope you will want to read them all. Also, you might enjoy the "Art Class with Julie" series which appears in the Erotic Couplings section. Terry, one of the two main characters in this story, is first introduced in "Art Class w...
Disclaimer: All of the characters are over 18 and while I wish this were true, it is a work of fiction. Also, there is a story line to the romance, so if you're looking for a quick sex story to read, try another story. Chapter 1 It was my first day as a volunteer at a local elementary school. It was almost 12:30 and so far it wasn't too bad. The first two...
She cowered on the church steps. Her ivory satin, wedding gown was rumpled and dirty, a white-on-pearl rosebud veil tumbled off her straggling hair. A bouquet of wilting pink roses and baby's breath lay upside down beside her scuffed, silken slippers. "C'mon honey," a woman, wearing a blush-pink, bridesmaid dress, whispered while tugging at a non-responsive...
There are so many paths one can take in life. The same holds true for men and women. Some truths are simply universal. Like the fact that there is an exception to every rule. My name is Miranda Brownstone and I'm the Athletic Director of Randall College in the town of Norwood, Massachusetts. The first woman and the first Black person to hold that position in...
Jennifer and her husband Chris were in a bind. They were a young couple, she was 22 and he had recently turned 23. He had been in the military since he graduated high school. They had just gotten the news that his unit would be shipped out. She needed a place to stay while he was serving his country. So they began to search local papers for a reasonably pric...
Jerry had gotten over his macho stuff by the time we got home. Jo & I were thinking about more important things. Me about how to get a partner, Jo about getting her partner inside her. We all had another drink before going to bed. Jerry makes them a lot stronger than the bar. I was tipsy trying to change. I kept an eye on my door until I was changed. It was...
Wendy sighed. The 38-year-old researcher loved her work, but there were a few drawbacks. Because the experiments were so dangerous, the lab was isolated from the world at large. The small house next to it was supplied with food by the company, one delivery every six months. And until recently, when she was off duty Wendy had been entirely alone, with just a...