My name is Betsy and I am a senior in college. For the last three years I have been working hard to get my degree. I hadn't allowed myself much time for fun. Now that my senior year had arrived I found myself with a bit more free time. My lesbian friend, Lisa, urged me to go to a party that particular weekend. Lisa and I were not lovers, we were more like tw...
GAIL I'd have written it all down in the notebook I keep in my purse, but I was terrified that somebody would find and read it. That would be end-of-the-world bad. Let's see: I've had sex with my brother Scott twice. In addition to some other fooling around, including jerking him off in a movie theatre last night. Onto a strangers tits.. And Aunt Rani kno...
It was the weekend after Thanksgiving when Jennifer and I went to the shopping mall. My name is Heather, and she and I have been best friends for many years. We are both 18 years old, and just started community college. We have always done everything together—shopping, socializing, and going on double-dates. We have been nearly inseparable. Jennifer drives...
A long-lost co-worker (call her Cara) once told me this story. It's a little long, because to tell you the truth I love the details. I completely believe her, although she in no way put any moves on me, and I have no idea where she is these days or what she's been doing since. ##################### Cara went to college at UC Santa Cruz, a major lesbian han...
The music was blasting; couples were dancing and most of all we were drinking. It was a typical college party. Fighting the guys off wasn't easy but the male animal was not my desire. By the time I was in the 8th grade, I knew that I loved women. My mom, Carmen, liked women also, and when my father died she would bring women home and it wasn't long before on...
A Chance Encounter The annual work Christmas party was always an excuse to let one's hair down and drink to excess without judgement. Of course, many from my workplace were not about to go overboard regardless of the unspoken tradition that 'what happens at the party, stays at the party,' but without question, the hardcore and the closeted hardcore were su...
"I really don't like Parties, Crystal!" I exclaimed. How could I have let her talk me into this? She just giggled, "I know, silly!" Giving me that pretty smile full of gleaming white teeth, it was simply impossible to say no. "But you promised, Sidney. You know I love these things, come on" she gave me a mock pout, which I knew was a fake; I could see it in...
It seems incredible that we're already at Part 13. Well over sixty thousand words all about 'lil ol me"! I hope you're all still enjoying me and thanks for the feedback, most of which is gratefully received. I try to reply to all and as quickly as possible. I've made some good friends through the feedback and have found corresponding with them a real pleasur...
Mistletoe, Candy Canes & a Lesbian Summary: Frigid MILF turned by one of her husband's young employees. Note: This is a 2013 Holiday season contest so please vote. Note 2: This story is dedicated to DAVE who requested it for his wife. Note 3: Thanks to MAB7991, goamz86 and LeAnn for editing this story. Mistletoe, Candy Canes & a Lesbian "You ha...
The next day was Tuesday, and back to the grind. Whereas the day before had seemed to go by alarmingly fast, absorbed as I was in my own private worries, today seemed to move at a sluggish pace. I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair as I looked in dismay at the inbox full of e-mails that still needed to be answered. All for Austin, who delegated them t...