Author's note: All characters in the story are fictional and over the age of 18. *** I caught her eyes at a newly opened club I had gone to with my then boyfriend and two of his friends to celebrate my 19th birthday. Taking advantage of the fact that my boyfriend was stuck in a long queue for the restroom, she approached me with a confident and assertive d...
In the taxi back to her home, Darla looked at Adreana's business card again. She flashed back to the morning, and recalled how beautiful and sexy she appeared, yet Darla was afraid to call her. She had been hurt so badly with Dominique she was relationship-shy and thought she had to be very cautious making any serious commitments again. The taxi dropped her...
We returned to work and after about another hour things had started to calm down a little. Chloe approached me and motioned round the corner to a quiet spot she kissed me passionately then reached under my dress and manipulated the probe in my pussy sending waves of pleasure up in to my lower abdomen. "You'll never believe who I've just seen," she whispered...
Chapter 02 -- 2nd Rung This is the second instalment of Sara's story, and will make more sense if you've read the first already. Everyone in this story is over 18. * When I awoke in my new bed in Helen's house, it was a Monday morning -- a working day. Not wearing panties under my uniform skirt was no novelty, as I'd given up wearing them during my brief...
Chapter Two: First Date Hey A, I'm running late. Feel free to order. Sorry sorry sorry. - S It's no problem. Thanks for letting me know. My lateness was entirely self-inflicted. I'd been nervous all day, trying to work out how to navigate the minefield in which I now found myself, and so I'd been procrastinating until at last my fear of lateness overcame...
This is a work of lesbian fiction, and is only intended for like-minded individuals. I hope you enjoy, please mail me your comments and love at the link below. An Examination for St. Mary's. I opened the envelope with trembling fingers and took out the hand written invitation inside. I knew it was from Mistress Megan, the girl I couldn't keep from my mind...
Your taxi drops you off at the school and you smile. This is a new school, and a new freedom from your parents. Your free to make your own choices, free to explore new paths...and maybe explore your sexuality. The thought makes you blush. You were set on guys at first, but...lately your eyes are drawn to the chests of others. The lull and sweet tune of a gir...
Most of my stories to date have been male/female BDSM stuff (and this one moves that way too . I thought I'd try one which is a bit more 'feminist' – maybe convince readers that I don't go for violence against women. Anyhow, everybody in the story is over 18 – don't read it if you aren't! This follows the first part of 'Sylvia's Switch.' I let Susana her...
Her hair was cut short and without any obvious intention. White was the only word one might use to describe it. Even with its limited length, it somehow found a way to escape from beneath her ball cap. She was tanned in a way that screamed 'I have nothing else to do but lay beside my pool.' But, her jeans, knee-bare and faded, and the un-ironed plaid shirt c...
Emma had changed everything that day. I was now an addict to her. I was hooked. I could not get her off my mind. She had left me a dishevelled, soaking mess on that toilet floor and I had to work out how to get my phone and portfolio from the networking room. I attempted to fix myself up as best I could in the mirror and made a very quick entry and exit. It...