Jill felt great to be young, free, playful and a little horny. It was one of those idyllic Summer days. The right place, with the right person and an abundance of youthful energy. The restaurant's patio bar overlooked the ocean. Jill enjoyed a White Russian. She tried to distract Lauren with a compliment, "I really like your new hairstyle. It's very differe...
"No! Stop-" Alexandria's voice broke between sobs. "Please... please have mercy!" The woman's screams echoed through stone corridors. Her wrists were tied with rope, and those bindings were attached to another long one that suspended from the ceiling. She could still touch the ground, but had to stand on her toes as she swayed. Some sort of silky fabric obst...
Carmen slowly eased off the throttle and felt the last tiny remnants of thrust gravity lift away from every muscle and bone in her body. She loved that moment when everything just let go and began to float. There was no practical reason to be handling the throttle manually - she could have programmed the flight computer to achieve geosynchronous orbit around...
"I'm a foot fetishist, and proud of it. However, I am also a lesbian and proud of it. That's why, for this story, I'm making this chapter mainly about Madi and Veronica's relationship rather than Madi's foot fetish. I want people to realize that being a lesbian is a beautiful thing, as well as truly erotic. Don't worry, I am including some foot worship at th...
I'd like to thank Madamefifi for her quick and professional response to my editorial request. Her efforts are much appreciated. Patti sat at the vanity table in the bedroom of her hotel. She was brushing her shoulder length blonde hair, and reminiscing about the previous night's activities. For the first time in her life, she could fully embrace the idea of...
"It's quiet out here, isn't it?" Jen says with a smile. "Yes," I reply politely. "It's very nice." I think it's not so quiet, here in the enormous yard outside Jen's summer house. Insects are everywhere audible, and the faint hum of a passing car wafts up periodically from the not-so-distant highway. I've been quieter places; I grew up in some of them. But...
This is a new twist for me. This story was written in collaboration with my dear pet, lover, confidant and friend Pamela. We each expressed the viewpoints of our respective characters in the story. I have not edited her parts and she has not edited Mine. I hope everyone enjoys this as much as we both had a lot of fun working on it. *** Pamela's Reward I...
This story is partly fictional, although the woman by the name of Lynne is real but I have not used her real name and she does indeed run a matchmaking service for lonely, horny lesbians. Although she calls it matchmaking, it is actually prostitution. * Well with Eden, my partner, gone for two months and Sandy, my occasional playmate, not sure that she is...
The next morning, Steph was the first to awake. She rolled over and eyed the small naked curled up girl that fitfully slept across the room. She was huddled as close to the wall as possible, as far away from Steph as she physically could be. Turned on by the notion that her so recently subjugated roommate was scared of her, Steph decided she'd test the bound...
During the ride to wherever we were going, I sat in the middle back seat between Jennifer, her name I now recalled as she helped sit me in the back seat between her and the other girl I recognized from my dance class. I had not yet learned her name, but she smiled softly, almost sheepishly at me. Renee sat in front with the Uber driver, who looked like he ju...