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Bi Experience with Yoga Teacher

by Racqel on Sep 26, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Since I was introduced to yoga I would pack my yoga mat, a pair of tights and a crop top into my bag and then try to get to a class every day after work. On this day I went on my way home from work to an ashtanga yoga class at the shopping strip near where I lived. It was a 20 minute walk home, so I would wait until I got home to shower and change after cl...

Swan's Way Ch. 04

by clayboy on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

On Tuesday and Thursday mornings I have an hour between classes, and I use the time in the gymnasium, doing floor exercises, working up a sweat. I tossed my tights and singlet in my bag, grabbed a towel, and went into the shower room. Damp and dark; 20x20, tiled from floor to ceiling, with shower heads spaced every five feet or so. I was just rinsing off, w...

Gas Mask

by Halcyon_Flux on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Many thanks to VMKane, without her this would not exist. ***** Tailored red dress, tights (complete with seam), Forties heels and an S10 gas mask - hiding her identity and giving her a menacing presence. I'm on the bed, wrists and ankles cuffed to the corner restraints. The only movement I can manage is to raise my head enough to watch her walking around t...

Sucking in the Girls Room Pt. 01

by LadyOfTheNorth on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

It was safe to say that it was an unremarkable start to the evening at the dark and smouldering metal club. I was wearing a black lacy top with black boudoir style tights that stretched an alluring line from my vixen red shoes towards the suggestive yet coveted curves underneath my flared leather skirt. When we got to the smoky club, it was full of hot, swea...

Discovering Jordan Pt. 02

by SouthernRefugee on Aug 24, 2020
Lesbian Sex

I stood in my bedroom trying to bring my mind back to the here-and-now. Barely two weeks after Gary had given me the most incredibly sexual experience of my life I stood in my bedroom holding onto Jordan's dress, tights and bra. I reached down to pick up her panties from where she had shucked them off before climbing into my shower. I knew full well what I i...

Made to date

by maxout09 on Sep 26, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Samantha walked quickly towards the bathrooms, the heels of her boots shattering the relative quite of the hallway. The 18 year old senior's unease amplified by her drill team uniform. The sleeveless leotard molded to her body emphasizing her statuesque curves and highlighting her rather large chest hips. Her powerful legs sheathed in shear nylon tights and...

Bad Faith

by Cold_Eyes on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

"Ever feel like you're not really you? Like you're just an actor pretending to be somebody?" That's exactly what I am right now - an actress stepping into costume. The same costume I wear every day. Mascara, blush, mini-skirts, tights, sleeveless blouses. I wished I had said that, but I just muttered "uh-huh" as if I were just placating her. Ever have some...

The Interview

by leane on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Sitting in the lobby for my interview so nervous I wanted to scream. Everything just felt...off today. Hands shaking I twist the ring on my right hand thinking about all my mistakes. I worry about the short length of my skirt as it rides up my thighs. I couldn't manage anything better; the dry cleaners gave me the wrong suit. Even a damn rip in my last pair...

A Dawn Like No Other

by Selbryth on Sep 14, 2017
Lesbian Sex

A Dawn Like No Other I don't know what it was about Dawn, my gymnastics teammate at the college we both attend. I mean, I've been into gymnastics for years (hence my scholarship) and I've seen lots of girls competing in the same sort of tights we all wear, but...the moment I saw Dawn, there was this entire part of me that seemed to come alive. It was like a...

Express Service

by Pussrider on Sep 15, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I was late leaving for work that morning. My husband had got up in the middle of the night to pilot his jumbo jet off to Djakarta or somewhere, and the batteries in my bloody alarm clock had chosen that night to give up the ghost. Cursing to the heavens I gave myself a quick splash in the shower, dragged on my business suit, laddering a brand new pair of tig...