My name is Melinda Jones. A six-foot-tall, busty and big-bottomed, kind of heavyset yet still quite sexy Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm thirty six years old today, and I'm looking at my life. Not sure I like what I see. I'm a professor of Criminal Justice at Suffolk University in the city of Boston. In the eyes of the world, I...
"My sweet Lord," I heard her whisper under her breath, as I framed her face with my hand, and gently turned her to look me in the eye. "Shh," I hushed, my face inches from hers, "don't speak." I curled my lips over hers, my bottom lip gliding into her mouth. I settled in closer, my other hand sliding down her arm to lace our fingers together. I closed my e...
Chapter 3 - Hook Woke up, need a pee, where's the coffee? Kitchen, kettle, lounge, sit, drink. That quiet period before anything happens, the moment the coffee warms you up, wakes you up. I love this time of day and really needed it, this day especially. Beatrice and Tina woke up shortly afterward and brought their own coffees in. Their lipstick was still...
A pale blue glow filled Amber's dorm room, casting a dim light on the barely organized chaos of her college life. She stared at her computer screen intently; it was taking every fiber of her being to not burst into tears. She replayed the conversation she had with her roommate over and over in her mind. It was as though there was a terrible song stuck in her...
I turned my head and said "That's the third time she's been past." Mistress Sheena smiled enigmatically and commanded me to continue. With both hands on one breast, I raised the nipple to my mouth and with my long, studded tongue traced around it, then sucked it into my mouth. I caught the eye of the woman below....held it and moved one hand to my naked cunt...
Sometimes, people say that I am a lust-filled slut. Like most Butch women. Well, I say I'm not. Being a Butch woman doesn't mean I chase anything in a skirt. I chase hot women because I want to. Pure and simple. The name is Theresa McDowell. A six-foot-tall, green-eyed, blonde-haired and alabaster-skinned Irishwoman living in the City of Nepean, Province of...
Back when I was still in High School, I was still experimenting with my sexuality. I had tried girls and I had tried boys and I had tried them together. I had pretty much decided on girls as my senior year wound down; I had a fairly steady relationship going with my best friend (although it was a secret; no one came "out" in High School). At any rate, we di...
I peeked out of the curtains and saw that the day didn't look too bad, a little overcast, but patches of blue shining through, and decided I would wear jeans and a warm, black long sleeved top. In my heightened state I picked out a matching pink lace bra and pantie set and put them on. As I slid the panties up, I was thoroughly aware of my wetness and, if I...
This is my very first attempt at writing an erotic story. I'm generally more into poetry when inspired but I had this idea that didn't leave me for two weeks so here it is. English is not my primary language although I manage to maintain a decent level. I still hope you'll enjoy it. Thanks for reading and please leave comments. ************************ REU...
This is the third and final instalment of this trilogy. The most enjoyable aspect of everything surrounding this is your feedback- I'm grateful for the time you have taken to read any of these instalments. Receiving comments and your votes means a lot and I appreciate it. Trigger Warning: *Contains themes of violence, injuries and deceased persons.* Incl...