Listening to Tori Amos ~ Siren ~ off of the Great Expectations soundtrack. You know she's my favorite? I dream about her and wish I could have one taste of a woman like that. The irony of the movie I mention is the fairytale romance. I thought I had it once. I did all that I could to hold on with my heart in my hands and my mind somewhere else. You see, we'r...
At 25, I had long ago learned to avoid women who were „only gay for me" or "looking to experiment" or "something similar. I had forgone trying to seduce the unattainable straight girls that had been my weakness since high school and learned to love other women who love women. This self-restraint, however, went right out of the window of my office when a blue...
Extracts from Sarah's diary Monday 13th September: I have been back in school for a week now. Year 13 is when it gets serious, university applications and then the A-levels; I am studying French, Russian, Latin and History. I have returned to school determined to do very well. This has not gone down well with some of my friends, but my teacher's are most im...
The name is Jasmine Taylor, and I'm a young Black woman originally from the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I transferred to Spelman College in the City of Atlanta, Georgia, from Bay State College, a small school located in downtown Boston, and life hasn't been the same since. Even though the Dirty South and its ways get on my nerves as an outspoken young Bla...
I entered the boardroom just as the people were on their way out. Beverly Stryker, the head of the magazine, stood at the head of the table from where she had just conducted the meeting. Dressed in a gray pants suit with white blouse and black pumps, She looked every bit the professional woman. She wore her blond hair in a bun, dangling jade earrings, red l...
This is Chapter 5 of the Art Teacher Romance Series. You do not have to read the first four 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 wi...
It has been so long since I wrote the first part of this story but finally, I offer the second and final chapter. Enjoy. * Phoning Jill from the airport I learned that the yellow VW had been parked in my driveway since talking with her on my first evening at the hotel. Leaving my bags at Jill’s I walked quietly up the driveway entering the house from a sid...
The name is Adara Ibrahim, and I'm a young black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I recently graduated from Carleton University with a bachelor's degree in criminal psychology. Presently I work as an addictions counsellor with the Department of Social Services. That's a fifty-eight-thousand-dollar-a-year job by the way. I'm only...
[Warning: There is no actual sex in this particular installment! There is referencing to kissing, and an interest in physical intimacy, but no actual physical intimacy takes place. I placed the story in the 'Lesbian Sex' category, so as to make it easier to find for readers who prefer stories about girls who like other girls. Unfortunately, if you are in sea...
Maeve wandered aimlessly up Grafton Street. She was in a bit of a fog as her girlfriend of two years had left this morning after telling her that their romance was over. Therefore, she was not paying attention when she walked into a small upscale clothing boutique. Maeve walked up and down the displays of lingerie, dresses and stylish little hats. Without th...