The cleaning girl, Monica, had arrived early on Friday afternoon. "Good afternoon, Ms. Stephens." Monica said. "Please, call me Jennifer." Opening the door to her two thousand square foot home, the tall, statuesque woman smiled at her cleaning girl. The eldest daughter of a neighbor down the street, Monica had grown into an incredibly sexy young woman. Jen...
Sadie was looking forward to a night out with friends. She had been stressed at work and desperately needed to let her hair down. Her friends had suggested a gay nightclub. Sadie had never been to one, but thought it might be fun. Sadie had agreed to meet at Charlotte's house for a couple of pre-drinks. Charlotte knew that Sadie would be nervous about going...
Chris arrived at the concert area and was setting up her tent; she looked at her watch wondering when he was going to show up. He said that he would meet her there the day before the four day concert was to begin. She finished setting up their campsite. Deciding that she would just sit outside the tent and read some from a book she had brought. Soon she noti...
"When will she be here?" Randi stirred the sugar in her coffee as she thought this, gazing at, almost through, her kitchen door looking for that special woman. Especially in the morning, in the first quiet few moments she had to herself before the world required her attention, she would glance at the door and hope, finally, that SHE would somehow magically...
She looked at herself in the tall mirror, her wavy auburn hair falling freely down below her shoulders where the small, tight, black dress began. It gave her enough support, so that a bra was truly optional and the continuous contact made her nipples hard and visible. A thin smile appeared on her lips. Her hands wandered along the fabric, enjoying the sens...
Judy had watched the house beside hers go up for sale. There was no animosity between her and the current owners but, she had to admit that she was not sad to see them go. Her mind thought ahead to the people that might one day move in next to her. She wished that for once there might be someone that she could become close with. She hated that no one who cou...
She knew what it was. Apple nectar. "How did you even get that?" protested the captive, as she complained and strained against the anklets that were tying her to the bedposts. "That is a tale for another day," said her mistress, smiling, as she began to drip from a spoon a waxy, clear substance, like raw honey, heated up, onto her captive's stomach. "It's...
"I didn't hurt your arm, did I?" Linda asked, slightly worried over her dominating behavior, yet feeling like she just wanted to mount the other woman right then and grind her ass into the woman's face. Smiling slightly, Carrie shook her head, finally regaining her balance. "No," she said, reaching down to pull her pants up, "Sometimes, it's good to be domi...
(Author's Note. Yes, I know that in real life if you stopped an elevator for as long a period of time as this story indicates you would have alarms and inquires. Its a fantasy, darn it.) The bell chimed softly as the door slid open. Two women entered the elevator. The shorter one walked to the glass wall in front of them, resting her hands on the brass rail...
There are no underage characters in this story. All characters are over the age of 18-years-old. * Emma's secret lesbian fantasy inspires Daniel to tell her his secret of being a cross dresser. "Don't you have a sexual fantasy?" She looked at him with inquisitiveness while he looked at her with guilt. 'Do I have a sexual fantasy? I have a million of them...