Author's Note: This story can be read as a standalone, but for those interested in the backstory of Amy's earlier train escapades, they are available as the "Felt up on the train" series on this site. Amy walked down the platform at Euston station, scanning the carriages of the train as she passed, muttering the letters under her breath, "A...B...C...D...E"...
Overview: This is a fictional piece of a retired university financial aid / registrar who in her retirement learned she was a lesbian; and a former co-employee who moved away but also found joy and fulfillment as a lesbian. All people are fictitious. ***** Greetings again friends. I retired from being a financial aid expert in the registrar's office at a...
Sharon Kelly sat in the kitchen sipping coffee, pondering her life, feeling frustrated and forlorn. Her new home was spacious and luxurious but the twenty four year old beauty with flowing red hair was lonely. She married Ron at age 21 while in college and loved him very much but his job while lucrative kept him on the road most of the time. She had never be...
I moan as her soft, alabaster hands gently stroke my velvet thighs. The silk sheets are cool on my back, sliding across my skin so sensually. Her hair drapes across my legs, tickling my tender skin and heightening every touch. Then, something snaps. I hear a small gasp as I roughly pull her face to my opening. She pushes her hands off my thighs and flies...
Amy was nervous; she asked herself, "What am I doing here?" If it hadn't been for the two glasses of wine and that nasty joint after work with Sherry, the office secretary, she would have taken another way home and she wouldn't be in this uncomfortable position, questioning herself. It was pretty cold out as she stood in line outside trying to look nonchalan...
At eighteen Tasha had everything. Academically she was top of the class. She was captain of the basketball and hockey teams and had won 'personality of the year' each year since we had started secondary school. She was also an accomplished musician playing violin and piano for a young musicians club in the Central City. To top it all off, she was the most be...
There are times when there is no time, when it isn't just the urgent need between my legs which is the imperative. When the only chance for satisfaction is fast shameless action. Move now or it is gone forever. *** The Brits gave the world railways. Not just in the inventing sense - I studied enough economic history to know that it was Brit capital that fi...
When Catherine climbed into be with me that night and took me in her arms it felt so natural, she kissed me and caressed me like I'd never been caressed before. Her fingertips danced all over my body, evoking sounds from me that I never knew were inside me. I do remember I cried a lot, not the teary kind but the cries of pleasure as she brought me time and t...
The postman dropped the package through my letter box on a Wednesday morning. It had arrived just as Samantha had said it would when we last exchanged emails the day before. I picked it up, checked that the postmark read Ealing Broadway, as Sam had said it would, then dashed upstairs with it. With trembling fingers I ripped open the plain brown packet and o...
Gina and her friend Eva were lounging by the pool when they noticed Mrs Donna Anderson exit her back door and lounge in the sun in her white bathing suit. The two eighteen year old girls were clad in skimpy bikinis and they chuckled at the older woman's old fashioned one piece bathing suit. Gina and her friend were confirmed lesbians. Gina was well built lik...