After two long years at a community college, I transferred to UNLV and enrolled in the William F. Harrah College of Hospitality. As a transfer student, I felt behind in meeting people and making friends, and spent the first few weeks with my head down, too shy to put myself out there, sure that everybody else already knew each other and had no more space for...
Thank-you for taking the time to read chapter three! I highly suggest you read S'mores parts one and two before delving into this. As always please favorite, rate, comment, and send me some feedback. I love hearing from everyone! For the one that inspired Maya...hope your life from this day forward is amazing and you climb many more mountains as you make...
Sequel to 'Lynn's Journeys'… * "Lynn, these are powerful, girl, really fucking powerful," Ali said, laying the 8x10 glossies down on the desk. I had showed her a few of the shots that I particularly liked from one of the photo projects that I was working on. After I moved to New Orleans, I began shooting pics of the Ninth Ward, pics that showed t...
//Author's Note: This story is part of a small collection of Lesbian stories I'll be uploading this week. This particular one is an edited resubmission of a story that was previously posted on Literotica. Apologies if you've already read this (although, given the low view count before, that seems unlikely!). This one was posted in a different category, so ov...
The cool air coming in from the open window kept the space beneath the covers all the more warm and inviting yet more so were the arms of another. To lay there and listen to another's heart beating after having slid into the shared warmth beneath the sheets was so intoxicating to her senses, sometimes it gave Amanda cause to wonder how much of this was dream...
Zarinah wiped the sweat from hands onto her thighs. The liquid formed droplets on the waterproof fabric of her uniform which ran down her leg and onto the floor where it disappeared into the self cleaning floor of the space station. She gulped and played with the wisps of hair which slipped out of the bun at the nape of her neck. "Computer" she said "Ensig...
Thank-you for taking the time to read chapter two! I highly suggest you read S'mores part 1 before this. As always please favorite, rate, comment, and send me some feedback. I love hearing from everyone! A shout out to my favorite 'editor' Thank-you for always pre-reading, giving me input and for just being a great friend! Also, as much as I love commen...
The train shuddered, lurching me awake. When I had drifted off, the seat facing me was vacant. A startling beauty now occupied it. She was tall, like me, but olive-skinned with dark twisting hair that framed her round face. At the center of that face were large, round green eyes, arresting in their vivid hue. As my mind returned to me, I wiped the little tra...
This is the third installment of the "Jeannie's Journey" (with Journey finally spelled correctly haha), so I hope you will choose to read the first two as well! Thank you to all who have read everything so far! ***** The weekend had finally rolled around, and I was agonizing over the way time seemed to be moving slow as molasses in my last class of the day...
"So, your name is Fartuun Asif and you've got a habit of farting at the worst possible times, man, that's absolutely frigging priceless," says my roommate/girlfriend Catherine Malemba, laughing merrily. We were sitting in the living room of our shared apartment in the Glebe area of downtown Ottawa, Ontario. Just two young women smoking shisha, relaxing in fr...