This story is set in England, so the words used are English not American. It tells of two ladies finding themselves, so please don't read it if you don't like this idea. * When my husband was promoted and we had to move house I knew I would lose most of my close friends. It was a new life and as I was in my late forties it worried me very much. It was mad...
I had about four hours to kill at JFK, and they had really dragged. I sat on an un-ergonomic metal chair and read fifty pages of Knausgård, until my tailbone and the upper flesh of my arse started to ache and I had to get up and walk around for a while. I read a display which told me that Terminal 8 is the largest passenger terminal at the airport. 'To have...
*Please read chapters 1-5 to get up to speed... or not, it's your call. ;D * Upon entering the sales floor once again, Denise noticed Amanda and Jen had taken her whimsical advice and were intently browsing the Bra-Gain Center's vast selection of brassieres. The two busty Theatre gals were nabbing bras off of the racks and dangling them in front of each ot...
Leslie checked her watch; it read 8:05, just when the crowd at her favorite bar would be at it's fullest. As she strutted up the steps to the Victorian home-turned lesbian bar, she could feel the cool night air making it's way up her one-piece red mini-dress, carressing her bare thighs. She stopped and lit a cigarette, and swung open the front door, entering...
"Here, princess, take this," said Daddy, pushing a crisp bill into my hand. I spun around and chose a particularly festive-looking slot machine - one that spun little pictures of diamond rings and pinups. I wiggled up into the chair and Daddy sat down beside me, running her hands up my thigh and resting one across the back of my chair. "Push it, baby" she gr...
Drew dropped her bags and fell on the nearest bed. Tired was not the word to explain how she felt. She had just spent the last six hours driving here to Broadmoor College and getting herself registered into the dorm. She closed her eyes and drifted off. The door slamming against the wall made her jump up. She could see boxes being pushed in and hear someone...
I'm so nervous about the encounter about to take place. I don't consider myself gay, or even bisexual; it's just that I love my clit, and I love for it to be played with. I want to experience being with another woman because they always say a woman does it better than a man since she knows what a woman wants. I am not complaining about men, I have been finge...
It's 9:30, and Angie hasn't called me back. Three call times she missed. I'm gonna call after six - -I called at 7, and she returned the call 30 minutes later. I'm gonna call around 7:30, when I close the office - -I called at 8:35, she returned about 5 minutes later. Okay then, maybe this is gonna happen after all. Angie has had me on a string for 24 hou...
Chapter 1 Warm up and stretch. At 7.30 in the morning it was already too hot and I was finding it difficult not to fidget as sweat trickling down my back pooling between my butt cheeks and soaking into the top of my electric blue running shorts. I had recently started to run the trail path of NYC's Van Courtland Park with my friend Jessie. An older Domin...
Upon hearing her front door's bell, Margie nearly experienced a palpitation that she'd expect to jiggle her newly grown 42L cupped breasts. Immediately, the shop owner rushed away from her three beautiful, busty lovers (Darcie, Heather and Dr. Joyce Smothers) and snatched up her clothes strewn about the fitting room floor. One leg after the other zipped thro...