Chelsea lay in her bed, mindlessly rubbing her clit through her panties. Her mind was somewhere between sleep and the sexy Vietnamese woman cleaning her mothers apartment. Chelsea spoke no Vietnamese, so conversation went no where when she attempted to communicate, but there was a recognized attraction between the two strangers that was made clear by the loo...
Bruna charged to the left-hand side of the court, stretching every sinew of her body to reach the ball just after it bounced. She felt the ball ping against her racket in her left hand - good contact, she thought - and was relieved to see it drop over the net, just inside the tram line. Her opponent, Rosana, was quick and Bruna watched her get to the ball to...
There can only ever be one woman in my heart, and this is dedicated to her. MK Buzzing neon night in the city that never sleeps. Car lights streaking along the byways, and a symphony of noises and smells rising from the 24 hour hustle of the sidewalk. Sirens ring through the night air as gradually, the sequence of lights being turned on and off in the skysc...
[My sincere thanks to estragon for proof-reading and copyediting this story. -Tricia] Session III: Group Session The weekend was one of the best I had had in a while. Dr. Gupta's prescription to help my sleep was working like a charm. It was a little difficult to get the privacy to masturbate, but I was managing. It was one thing to worry about my husband,...
This is my attempt at writing a girl:girl story for a good girl friend of mine as a dare - could a man write one?? * * * * * Emma watched him stride across the wooden floor of the bar. Without a backward glance towards her, his weight forced the doors at the entrance apart and the darkness of the street quickly swallowed his shadow. He was gone. Once again...
This is a work of fiction. All characters are over the age of 18. Chapter 1: Shy Mai This is a story about something I did that I never thought I would do, with someone even less expected. My name is Mai. I am 18 years old, and incredibly shy. I've been like this since I can remember. I always get really nervous around strangers. I have a very loving and s...
Name: Rebeca 2671 Status: born slave Designation: domestic Height: 158cm Hair: brown Eyes: grey Age of submission: yes Markings *recommended* Tattoos: no Brands: no Skills- Reading: yes Writing: yes Math: basic Other skills (use separate page if needed): no Owner: Oak Park Corporation That's me. I think I'm about fifty years old. I'm one of La...
This story began as a real-life e-mail conversation between myself and an on-line friend, hence the changes between first-person and third-person. It's co-written by and dedicated to Becky. ******************** I'm at an all girl party amongst total strangers and we've had a few drinks. We start playing games and fooling around. I get blindfolded and one-b...
As I sat across from her on dreary wet evening, I wondered what it would be like to take her home for the night. Just to have such a beautiful woman in my arms with no strings attached would be a fantasy come true. For me, she was about as close to perfect for me. Her body was full figured, just the way I always wanted my girl's bodies to be. She was a magni...
I love Fridays. And I truly adore Fridays in London. I've been here six months now, enough time to establish my routine. Finish work between six and seven. Never, never have a drink with work colleagues. (Why would I? I see enough of them the rest of the week). Never, never make a date with friends. And even though we went dress-down ages ago, always wea...