Chapter 4: Las Vegas Getaway This is a continuation of The Vacation, chapters 1-3 are recommended reading. * * * * * Vanessa smiled as she put down the phone. The arrangements were finalized for a getaway to Las Vegas. The three day, four night stay would be fun in itself, but this trip promised to be special. She and her partner Lisa were lesbians, shari...
"There's nothing better than looking out over the Hudson" I think to myself as I jog along the path. The summer sun baking my skin as my body sweats from exertion. My long brown hair bobbing back and forth, swiping my neck with each step. My heavy breasts bouncing up and down. I swear, even with two sports bras, they still bounce. Speaking of which, you know...
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...
A few days after my "plugging" Lauren asked me if she could invite her long-time school-friend, Abigail to visit for the coming week. Abigail was a charming girl and Lauren's best friend t school. She had often spent the evening while they did their homework together, and occasionally slept over. She was somewhat shy, a quiet bookish girl who wore glasses an...
"It's time you be with a girl your own age anyway." Was the last thing Jenn said to me when she left. I decided it was going to be a dancer. I had no interest in butchy girls or unfeminine ones and I loved how ballet dancers kept their bodies. Plus they had a grace usually turned me on, that's why I was surprised who I fell for next. Since classes were li...
My insides felt like a black hole. A star that had burned too brightly, exhausted its energy, doomed to collapse endlessly in on itself until nothing, not even light could escape. You already know the story. Sandra and I met at a writing group I belonged to. She only ever made it to a few meetings, but I was hooked right from the start. She was a tiny, pixy...
Disclaimer: this story does not only contain F/F sex but M/F/F as well. It was raining, as for any good story starting, and the iron disk weighing on my back made me feel pins and needles in my arms as I pushed just another push-up, just another, just another ... the noise of the rain pouring on the old glass roof made it sound like a battle. I moved my...
1, The designer Terry was glad it was Saturday; the last two days had been mentally draining, yet very pleasing! She had two whole days to think about it till she found out if anything had been reported back. Somehow she knew she would be ok as far as her employers where concerned. Apart from an appointment with a designer she had the weekend to herself, m...
I was browsing the vegetable aisle of the local supermarket, as I am wont to do, indulging my secret vice. I had already invested in a nice fat carrot and a smooth, juicy cucumber, and was fondling the aubergines, enjoying their luscious taut shiny purple skin and thinking about which shape and girth I would like best. I felt someone's eyes on me and looked...
Contains British English and two loving women in an implied dom/sub relationship. A short, sweet story; includes descriptions of needle play and fisting. *** "Louise! You made it!" I greet my occasional girlfriend, who didn't think she was going to be able to attend this conference. We hadn't seen each other in four months. Family commitments, caring for...