For the next week or so nothing was mentioned between the two women about the kiss. It hung between them like a guilty secret as they continued to spend time together, getting to know each other and finding more and more that, outside of their sexuality, they had shared interests and values. Helen, having been fed by Sam not once but twice, felt she ought to...
I didn't want to wind up like my sister, going to our local community college and residing at home. With our mom and pop looking over our shoulders all the time, living with them was not exactly a pleasant experience for a young woman. Though at nineteen and twenty-one respectively, me and my sister Lynn certainly regarded ourselves as two young women, mom a...
Take 7: The Finale I knew that I was in an exceedingly difficult and very worrying position. I was aware that my relationship with Sammi, my eighteen year old lesbian lover, had been building towards something like this. Ever since my daughter, Sammi's school friend, had gone off to South East Asia and Australia on a gap year of travelling, events between S...
Teresa stared at the screen, amazed at how tempting the offer stood before her. Just moments before, she had had one of the best orgasms in her life, sprawled on the chair as she watched the scene before her unfold. She felt relaxed, her hand on her pussy, not rubbing or caressing, but rather keeping her hand on herself , a reminder that there may be more to...
My name is Donna Wilson. I'm a six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed white chick living in the Meadowlands area of Ottawa in Ontario, Canada. I'm a student at Algonquin College, majoring in the field of Nursing. At least that's my day job. What I do at night is altogether different. I'm a BDSM fanatic. And I have a vested interest in Race Play, one of...
My name is Moira O'Leary. I'm a big and tall, alabaster-skinned and short-haired, steely-eyed young Caucasian woman of Irish descent living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm a student at Algonquin College, and I'm probably the loneliest dyke in the city. At least I was until I met a chubby, dark-skinned and big-bottomed young Black woman named Tina Joseph....
I saw a tall dark woman watching me as I took photos of the river and surrounding landscape. As a keen photographer my eye is often drawn to exotic and mysterious beauty. This woman was both. Her hair was thick and black and cascaded down past her shoulders. It framed her unique face in waves of majestic silken curls. Her eyes were ebony and her lips were fu...
My name is Azizah Suleiman, and I'm a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, province of Ontario. I was born in Somaliland in 1989 and my family moved to the Confederation of Canada in 2000. This beautiful nation has been my home ever since, and I've grown fond of it. These days, I study criminal justice at Carleton University and...
Ah well, back to reality. The Friday was a busy day with lots of unexpected problems to deal with – easily the best way to take my mind off the evening ahead. But as the end of the school day approached, I knew I would not be able to stay on and deal with the emails I really ought to look at before I went home: I was too excited to concentrate. A sort of dul...
Sitting at her desk with telephone in hand, Roxanne Starr put the finishing touches on a negotiation. "Okay then we're in agreement. Guaranteed controlled access for the night of the 23rd, one person in-house who can operate stage lighting, curtains, and the automated video equipment, and I pay $5000 to rent the hall with a $200 kick back to you." Roxanne...