AUTHOR'S NOTE: AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is a re-written version of a story previously uploaded in 2017. The story takes place many years ago in the past. All stories in this series take place in a time before internet and cell phones, but I leave it to you, the reader to decide what year or decade. This story reflects new content that I hope you enjoy. If y...
Sunshine streamed in the windows of Pam's bedroom. Stirring slightly, the figure behind her snuggled closer and a hand slipped between her legs. Grinning sleepily, Pam felt faint, warm breath on her neck. Delicate fingers teased her neatly shaved strip of pubic hair. Pam's eyes blinked open as the realization of what happened the night before came into focus...
Anna James stood third in line at the 'Coffee Express', the local coffee shop at the corner of Brook and Elm. It was a block from her office and where she got her early morning fix. Their high mountain, Peruvian coffee was very nice too. The woman in front of her was also a morning regular who worked in her building as an assistant to a physiotherapist. She...
From the first time Hodan Osman laid eyes on Yolanda Jones, one fine day in the Carleton University atrium, she knew that Yolanda was something else. They were two tall, attractive young Black women from different parts of the world, yet they felt drawn to one another. Women who love women spot one another by looking into each other's eyes, that's essentiall...
Please forgive me for publishing something with such few words. I wrote it as part of a love letter. My Mistress like it so much she has insisted that I send it to you as well. ******************************** Across the long grass to the sea. Down the steep path, me in flip-flops ('thongs' actually coz we are in Australia). Across the shingle with its pie...
She carries herself in an easy, ambling manner, so open and relaxed, but still definitely in charge. Her down-home, working-class demeanor makes me picture her riding a horse on a ranch or belting down shots in a drinking contest with Indiana Jones. She's a little older than I thought at first, probably mid-thirties, but in great shape and vibrant as hell. F...
The perfect picture is never far away. *** Emmy was considered to be the most popular professor on campus. She had a certain way with students. There was a passion with what she did. And she loved teaching students. Among other courses, Emmy taught painting, sculptures, and photography. What she loved about art was the free expression. A person could bar...
I remembered seeing her for the first time. So beautiful in her unique charm. Blue eyes and Dark hair that seemed to almost float along the wind. I could feel a warmth between my legs as soon as she looked my way. I had to taste her. I myself was not what you call beautiful. 5’5, long dirty blonde hair, more curves then I wanted. But, I was happy. She was ab...
The door to the apartment doesn't even get a chance to click shut behind us before we're upon each other, competing for the first touch. My hands seek out the curves of your body, desperate to feel you...but you easily overpower me and before I can even think to move I am pressed firmly against the door with your body against mine. Our mouths find each othe...
It was a quiet night in Lori's apartment, as she sits on the couch watching television, waiting for her roommate to come home from work. There really isn't much to watch on tv so Lori decides to take a shower while she waits for Suzi to get home. Lori starts the water running nice and hot. Then she steps in and rubs the water all over her body, getting her...