"Jen?" "Brenda?" They were both caught off-guard...stunned...suddenly unsure of themselves after all the build-up, all the anticipation. Instead of a dramatic encounter, the two cyber-lovers had stumbled into each other in the mall parking lot...not ready...tangled up with emotions and doubt. They both froze and said nothing. Brenda finally broke the sil...
Being next to Heather in the first light of sunrise was a dream-come-true. Her body was soft and warm. Her red hair shimmered beautifully. Hundreds of freckles dotted her back and shoulders; some day I would spend the time to kiss each one. Wind whistled from outside the window, but neither of us cared about what was happening anywhere but in her bedroom. S...
She called again last night. I'd told her that my mom had "trap and block" as well as caller ID but she said she didn't care, I belonged to her and that was that. God, I was so afraid my mom would walk-in when she was on the phone, especially when her husband got on a 3-way call. They demanded I say things to them that, if my mom heard, she'd probably disow...
I was already running late for my first-time ever massage appointment, making me even a little more nervous. My hands on the steering wheel are starting to get sweaty and my heart begins to race. I pull up to this quaint little house where my friend Chloee has set up her massage therapy business. We have talked about this a lot and she understands my fear …...
Author's Note: This is a true story of Jane and Kelly's first lesbian encounter. Starting out all wrong with the women fighting, catfighting, and Kelly stripping Jane naked, from there it turned more sexually than it continued being physically confrontational. Some women want the best of both sexual worlds, the love of a man while having lesbian sex with a...
With great gratitude and thanks to the ever patient Literot for his edit and persistence. All characters are of course over the age of consent. This is directly following my last chapter about myself and Zoey. ***** FIONA 4:29 am I woke early, subconsciously wanting to savour the feeling of sharing my bed with someone instead of just my vibrator. It...
I can't believe I lost so much time daydreaming today. I'm actually kind of embarrassed about it; you know what my classload is like this semester, Sylvie. I don't have time to daydream, especially not with finals coming up. Remember how I told you I was going to the library today and I was going to really hit the books hard for at least five hours? Shyeah...
My daughter Jo is a vibrant and beautiful 18 year-old. When she moved out of our home to go to college, I would find myself sitting on her bed in her room, thinking about my little girl. I was too depressed about Jo's leaving that I didn't clean her room for quite some time, wanting to somehow preserve her essence as it once was. I finally braced myself for...
Author's Note: This is the fourth story in a series that begins with "Macy's Crush" and "Ashlee and Naiya's Sleepover" and is directly preceded by "A Sudden Change". For the most part I feel this story should be capable of standing on its own, but please feel to read those as well if you find that I am wrong in my assumption. If you enjoy this one I have no...
Looking into the eyes of the Hijab-wearing Somali chick lying nearly naked on my basement table, I smiled with smug satisfaction. You're my bitch now Sagalina, I said smugly. The young black woman whimpered softly, and begged me to release her. Keep whining and I will gag you again, I smirked. Sagalina's eyes widened and she went silent, for she knew that I...