[Note: This has been edited, revised, and expanded based upon your comments. Thank you very much.] * "I wish I were a lesbian." What? Had Nancy heard correctly? Did Dianne really say that? Nancy turned from the TV to stare at Dianne. Two actresses had just gotten married to one another in California, and Dianne and Nancy were watching a Hollywood news &...
Erin pored over the bills in front of her. For two years now she had lived on her own after finally getting a good job and getting away from her parents. She was twenty-one and lived in a small apartment in the middle of Seattle. Her job was a critique, reviewer and video maker for video games, movies and just about whatever came to her mind. A website paid...
"You have got to be fucking kidding me," Amelia spat as she glared at the two naked girls who were modestly covering themselves. "What? What's the big deal?" Estelle retorted with attitude. "How could you two just go behind my back like this?" Sophia was still drowsy from just waking up, but she knew that nothing she could say would help matters. She dare...
This is the final chapter of a story about discovery dissolving preconceptions. Two Muslim women find the courage and wisdom to embrace their lesbian relationship. ********** Being 8 months pregnant my boss Clarice couldn't fit behind the steering wheel, so I drove her to our lunch meeting, to meet Maria Rios, who would cover for Clarice while she delivers...
With warm thanks to Grace for editing an earlier version of this story, and to Kathy for inspiration. It wasn't exactly an orgy. Rather, it wasn't only an orgy. Bill and Grace hosted a weekly Saturday night poker and sex party, always inviting three other couples. Sex and poker were the evenings' main activities, with the poker giving the guys something...
"Turn here." I look at her with suspicion. There were three choices before me at this moment. Continue down the road and eventually make our way back to I-49's endless stretch. Turn right and creep our way through the sleeping country of Natchitoches parish. Or -- as she just asked me -- venture left onto a dirt road that I was certain had been clipped from...
Heather was an eager learner. Her appetite for sex was insatiable. Although I was supposed to be her “teacher,” I think I learned more from her than she did from me. I know I learned more about love from her than anyone I had ever known. Heather gave freely, asking nothing in return. She was never afraid to experiment, and there seemed to be nothing sexual t...
I had linked my arm in hers as we were exiting the building. I had been joking about her unsteadiness, but in reality, my companion was a little wobbly. The cute little red-haired girl (I thought of her as a little girl but in reality, she was almost as tall as I am in her heels and I am a flat-footed 6'1". And her body? Definitely not a little girl's body!...
Petaloudes (Greek): Valley of the Butterflies Old Rhodes town is beautiful and ancient, predating the Roman empire, and although much of it has been lost and has decayed over the years, enough remains to preserve a sense of the history and culture that comprised the Greek civilisation. New Rhodes town is somewhat less so, mainly for tourists who want to dr...
"What the hell is this?" I say when I see what's lying on the table. I had sauntered over for a beer and to give a quick glance at the box, just to see if Lauren had decided to indulge me with a Segal- or -Van Damme action flick, or went instead with a cheesy, romantic chick flick that would either put me to sleep, or, best case scenario, put her in the mood...