I knew it was a weird, daring idea. I just couldn't have anticipated how this would go down. I've always been wanting to try new things, and from all those moments, I picked the least predictable adventure to actually pursue. My obsession with the idea started already months before I went on and did it. I was becoming addicted to watching anything that had...
After high school I enrolled in a nursing school in my hometown. That is where I met Stephanie. She was cute, with short sandy hair and deep blue eyes. She was smart and had a great sense of humor. It wasn't long before we were best friends. At school we would leave the building and go shopping or out to lunch. My boyfriend was away at school, so on weekends...
"I've got two pair... what have you got?" "Just a couple of sixes." "You lose! Take off your bra!" "You're cheating, Donna. I don't know how, but I know you're cheating!" Donna smiled wickedly. So what if she knew a few tricks that allowed her to always beat her gorgeous young blonde girlfriend at strip poker? "Lose the bra, Brooke!" The beautiful youn...
Emm was right, there had been no rush, although it seemed hardly worthwhile pointing that out to her. Anyway, Sarah and I made up for it the following evening, when somehow supper was a non-event and a whole night's marathon love-making was on the menu, with spicy Pixie as the main course. I was so lucky to have found Sarah, and, fortunately, she seemed to b...
My name is Georgia Antoine. I'm a six-foot-one, busty and delightfully voluptuous, big-bottomed young Black woman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Kennedy College, and currently I'm in my junior year. Life at Kennedy College is okay, if a little boring at times. That's why I make my own fun. This boring college campus is too tame...
I reach out and feel wetness. I start to stir. How good that feels on my fingers. Where is it coming from? My eyes fly open. You're not there. You were there when I went to sleep. Have you left? Remembering the wet, I bring my fingers to my nose. Still wet, mmm, heavenly. I close my eyes and get lost in your scent. I remember what got us here. Last night w...
A/N: This story is completely fiction and any descriptions of characters similar to real persons are complete coincidence. The characters from this story were introduced in "Stairway Strip Game" but you don't need to read that to follow this story. I am once again following the suggestion I got on a previous story and warning any potential readers that I a...
Natash was taking a dirt-covered backroad so she could get home faster. The backroad was never monitored by cops so she knew she'd be safe driving fast. Usually she would be right. But tonight she was wrong. She had the Mustang going about eighty miles an hour and she hummed along with a tune by Fuel. Suddenly her rearview mirror was lit up with red and blu...
This story essentially takes place during Control ch. 4 and depicts what Mary and Shura were up to while Amber and Jessica were with Asha and Leila. The next story will be Jessica's week while Amber is out of town. Thank you everyone who has enjoyed this series and especially to everyone who has made encouraging comments that have convinced me to keep writin...
Life settled down for Wanda Catron the next few months. Order, it seemed, had returned to her life at last. Her weeks were still full, but there was an exactness to that fullness. She worked at the strip club Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday nights. On Friday and Saturday, her Mistress, Anne Franklin, closed the evening with a sex act onstage with Wanda....