It's my turn to sit in the chair and watch. I feel a little queasy, which surprises me. It's not as if I've never done this before. I used to feel this way when I first started coming here, but I've been a regular for over a year now and I wonder why I'm so nervous. Not everyone has the privilege of watching scantily clad women dance for them. In this place,...
****** Please Read This First ******* I know, I know, I usually don't bother with the disclaimer bits either. Blah, blah, blah, over 18, blah, blah, blah, don't read if easily offended, blah, blah, blah. But, just this once, please bear with me and read this one. Firstly, this is chapter nine of ten and the story will only make sense if you read it from th...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: "Allison's Addiction" is a joint literary effort. I joined forces with an author named Anon140 in order to create this story. If you like this story, he should get part of the credit. As always, if you have any suggestions to improve the story, please click on my name, and e-mail me your suggestions. * * * * * I continued to have wet drea...
"Have you been to the new club?" Pauline whispered her weekend plans to her friend in the next cubicle at work. "I want to go there, so bad, this weekend. I heard it's awesome. Do you want to go?" Here we go thought Amanda listening to the two airheaded young women discussing what and who they did over the weekend and who and what they want to do next w...
OK. This is a work of fiction yada,yada, yada. If you don't know the drill, you have no business reading this. Constructive comments are appreciated. "You suck!" comments get you laughed at as an immature loser. Anyway, without further ado, enjoy. Lesbian, BDSM, Reluctance, non-consent ***** Tara: We relaxed and turned the conversations to lighter topic...
Henna pressed her fingers to the collar around her throat as the door slammed behind her. Her gaze took in the room around her in a glance, her thoughts moving to what would soon be expected of her. She was different from the others, it made her an oddity that everyone claimed they had to experience. Such a demand gave her little time to relax, but it was ha...
Sorry for the long delay, but here it is: Part II of the Red Coven Series. I hope you enjoy. Please feel free to leave any comments, as I value your input. Ok, now for the legal shit: This work is my own original copyrighted work. Do not copy or use this in any way without my permission. This work is entirely fictional - any resemblance of any characters in...
How could I complain? I was breaking my own rule. Nesta and I made lots of rules when we opened up. She wrote them down in the back of her daybook, and we kept those pages pinned to the corkboard by her computer: -Don't bring dates home -Don't fall in love -Don't rave about how great the sex was -Don't come to bed smelling like another girl The list we...
Hijabi, that's what the world calls women like myself. We who wear the hijab as a sign of feminine piety and chastity in accordance to the rules of Islam. Yet so often, people pay more attention to what's on my head than they do about what's in it. My name is Halima Abdullah, and I'm a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, provinc...
I had spent the entire day lounging around the condo. Kelly was supposed to be going out of town. I felt lazy and worked up from all the recent sexual tension in my life. I did a little web surfing and actually found myself looking up woman on woman porn sites. I had to stop it, I was driving myself crazy. Over the recent months of living with Kelly, I had...