After finishing my tennis practice for the day, I waited, as I usually did, for the girls swim team to clear out of the showers. As who I thought was the last girl exited the showers, I undressed and headed in to rinse myself off. When I entered I noticed that there was still someone showering. I recognized her from school she had always seemed shy to me, ne...
Dedicated to the Claire in the story. You know who you are. Thank you for the thought. Thank you too to DeliciousThoughts (member id 1263782) for the edits. The title, by the way, is a coincidence. ***** This is a story of interracial lesbian sex, of domination and control without the paraphernalia that goes with the routine found in most literature of thi...
Everything felt cold to Hannah, in these last few minutes of her life. The wind up on the roof blew sharply, swirling and gusting in a way that whipped her long blonde hair into her face and cut right through her thin dress like she wasn't even wearing it. She wished she didn't feel the cold; she had imagined the pain inside her was so enormous that it would...
(Started with the usual feedback from Judy.) Oh my Sarah, You sure know how to make my panties wet. I just LOVE your lesbian stories. I 'm a straight married women who loves to masturbate to lesbian erotica stories. It's my naughty little secret. If you ever want to naughty chat, email me. Thanks Judy Tell me more about yourself. Your straight, you say,...
Well, they say that one should never stereotype, and the five lesbians who stepped out of the taxi clearly didn't conform to anyone's preconceived notion of what a Sapphic night out should look like, although the keen-eyed observer would have spotted that we had covered most of the bases. But, while we may have dressed differently, we were united in a shared...
Author note: If you are familiar with my previous submissions, you should know that I tend to leave a lot to the imagination in my stories. This one is no exception. Big thanks to GaiusPetronius for the edits, comments, and eagle eyes. ***** "Redhead by the bar," I nudged Michael. He raised his eyes, found her, then winced. "Too sexy for me?" He nodded, "...
I normally prefer to write my fantasies, but my new, 36-year-old, girlfriend Marion, that I introduced to you in my last true story "Secret lesbian dessert passion" encouraged me to write another story about one of our special nights. So there you have it! This night again happened on the holidays I recently spent for two weeks with my girlfriend, Marion,...
As I was approaching the hallway door, it opened. It was Tulla Jones, a shapely African-American. She was the Housekeeper assigned to this Building on the midnight shift. God I didn't realize how late it was. Tulla always wore a loose fitting blue uniform dress. She always came to work and goes home in the uniform and I don't think anyone ever saw her in str...
The world of human sexuality is a complicated place. People are rarely exactly what they appear to be. As a lawyer who moonlights as a BDSM expert and part-time dominatrix, I know this implicitly. My name is Tina Adewale. I'm a six-foot-two, voluptuous and quite sexy woman of African and Native American descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts....
Part 15 - Friendship, Family and Hope I arrived at home just after 4pm with Melissa. I went straight up to my room and thankfully Amy had thoroughly cleaned our room. I realised on the way home that our clothes were all over the floor, the bed needed sorting, the bathroom probably needed a quick clean, but I was also thinking about the smell of sex that may...