As she drove home that morning, Wanda Catron was a confused woman. The emotions in her heart and the thoughts in her mind were at war, and all she could do was wait and see which side won. Wanda was 18, and just out of school. Never a strong student, Wanda had decided to take a year off from schooling. She was working at the local Wal-Mart, and it was there...
Holly Maddox was infatuated by powerful women for most of her short life. She always admired the sort of woman who possessed the innate ability to frighten and intimidate people in any situation. Holly adored the sort of woman who didn't shy away from appearing strong and somewhat masculine to others. It was a bonus if the woman had the generosity to reveal...
Summary: A lonely bi-curious MILF falls for an on-line teen Mistress. Note 1: This is a long story...so patience is a virtue. Note 2: This story is also an ode to one of my favourite fetishes, well okay definitely my favourite fetish, silk stockings. Note 3: This story is dedicated to Maureen who suggested the idea, is also a stocking lover, and is the...
Katerina was your typical arctic elf-- well-shaped, polite, hard working-- except for one distinguishing quality. She had long, silky black hair. All the other elves were blonde, including her boss, Sharon. Sharon was a bit taller than Kat, as she was known by her friends, easily thirty years older, and muscular. Not in a masculine way but enough so that Kat...
Summary: In 1970, a black teen turns white racist principal. Note 1: Thanks to NO NAME, who requested this story. Note 2: All characters are at least 18 years old. Note 3: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, and Robert for editing All White School BLACKED Principal Jones sighed. It had only been three weeks since she had, oh so reluctantly, allowed three black gir...
Chapter Nine It was nearly midnight when Skyler put her key in the lock of her family home's front door. She was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to make it to her room, where she could collapse into her bed. But Skyler knew that wasn't likely to happen. She could see the television on in the house's front room and figured her mother was sitting up wa...
Blanche Monroe was the owner of Economy Furniture, a store located between two ghettos; the run-down part of the city where many of the low-income people lived, and the student ghetto which was rapidly becoming just as decrepit because it was primarily multi-family houses rented out by landlords who mostly cashed the checks and did the minimum of repairs nee...
Woman on woman force isn't normally thought about, it's a side-fetish at best, but that doesn't mean it doesn't happen. This is a collection of stories about exactly that, following a woman that is either a predator of other woman, or a target of one or more woman herself. Type of force don't really matter, the POV character must stay consistent, and may inv...
"Mommy?" the nervous voice of Mary Grace Costello said into her cell phone as she looked at the woman who had brought her here after school, and while she was clearly fond of her gym teacher it was clear the instructor was not in a good mood. "Yeah, of course it's me. Um - I'm going to go to Linda's house after school. Kids are getting together for a little...
It was just after four o'clock and sexy blonde Rebecca, otherwise known as Amanda's mom, was leaving her third shoe store when her cell phone rang. It was a number she didn't recognize, so she answered with a certain amount of trepidation. "Yes?" "Hi Mom." "Oh, hi honey. Where are you calling from?" "Um...downtown." "Downtown? I thought you were riding...