The morning sun shone in Amanda's face waking her up. She was disappointed to find her friend had left. She must have gone back to her room. It would have been nice to wake her up with a kiss, but she did feel a tremendous contentment they had shared such a wonderful night together, and hopeful their relationship would continue to grow. Her hand found its wa...
Wouldn't the world be better if people went around without labels? That's one of the viewpoints I wish more people would embrace. My name is Emily Petit-Jean. I'm a young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Toronto, Ontario. I'm a student at the University of Toronto, majoring in Business Administration. I hold an Associate's Degree in Nursi...
My name is Ceren Armaghan, and I'm a young Turkish woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I'm an international student at Carleton University right here in the Capital. Whenever I tell people that I come from Turkey, they always assume that I am Muslim. Nothing wrong with being a Muslim, of course, but not everybody in Turkey is Muslim. The...
The name is Ashley Michelle Blackstone. I'm a young black woman living in Brockton, Massachusetts. I attend Commonwealth Tech, a private school located in Bean Town and currently major in Business Administration. Someday, I'm going to be a big-shot businessman. Yeah, that's my dream. Until then, I'm earning a living in the world's oldest profession. Yes, I a...
“Come on, Sidney, let’s go!” Crystal exclaimed. “Its only 9:30 in the morning, Crystal, we have plenty of time.” “Come on, its our first apartment. I want to go look for one, and I’ve circled like fifteen places in town” she held up the paper to show me all the bright purple markings. “If we don’t go now, we won’t get to all of them!” She game me a little...
I met her in the dressing room of the new, trendy clothing store in the mall. It was one big room with wall to wall mirrors. No stalls to change in or curtains to hide behind. Nope. It was all out in the open. Since the room was empty I decided to go for it. I had this really cute outfit that I wanted to buy to go out clubbing later on and I really wanted...
I am a sports-lover. I am a dyke. I am an exhibitionist and I am a short-hair fetishist. This story is a loving tribute to the work of Tawny T. Every day I arrive at my sports, leisure and fitness centre with plenty of time to spare for a swim. I find having a swim before I play whichever sport or game is on that day helps keep me supple and agile. And feel...
Copyright 2012, Lisa Summers My head was whirling after the excitement of two lesbian encounters with Beth, the blonde 'softball mom' I had encountered while umpiring a girl's softball game. She had been a heckler, and if not for a minor fender bender in the parking lot after the game, I might never have met her and the world of Sapphic pleasure she reveale...
A devastating incident leads to two young women finding lesbian love, while two others cement their friendship. Part 3 of 5. The story thus far: In Part 1, Carol Gibson, the daughter of Pat and Mike of "To Serve and Protect" fame, is enrolling in college when she meets a high school classmate who's playing on the college softball team. They're also organiz...
NOTE: So I recently found out there has been a story similar to this submitted to Literotica but this one that I have written is a TRUE story except for the place and names of the characters (excluding myself). No copyright or anything. Also this is my first EVER story written for the heck of it. Suggestions and comments are definitely encouraged. Thanks eve...