It had all started innocently enough. A group of friends, colleagues, relaxing in the pub after a hard day's work trying to cram some knowledge into the unreceptive minds of young people more concerned with the rapidly approaching festive season. Jenny had joined the staff that September, fresh from training and was still coming to grips with the reality of...
This is my submission for the 2014 Holiday contest. It's primarily a romance with a Christmas theme. I hope you enjoy it. I'd like to thank Bramblethorn for editing this story for me. Her comments and edits are very much appreciated. ** Emily I was having the Christmas dream again. I have the dream every year at Christmas time. In the dream, I am a litt...
Early Morning A click on the door was made when Sachiko opened the door of shared apartment with her girlfriend, Hazuki. After of their night activities, Sachiko woke up early to cook breakfast for them. She took at peek at their fridge for her ingredients. When she opened the fridge, she found it empty. So she decided to shop for their groceries. It's 10 o...
My name is Miranda Hill. A tall, red-haired and gray-eyed, forty-something white woman of Irish descent living in the city of Buffalo, New York. I'm openly gay, and work as a waitress in a restaurant. Life hasn't been easy for me since my divorce from my ex-husband Joaquin. I'm just trying to make it through the hell that is my daily life. Some things you ba...
It had been a long but enriching day and now, around midnight, she was in a tub of the retreat center's hot springs, feeling the warm water surround her body like amniotic fluid, gazing out at the rolling silhouette of the Berkshires and stars that came almost to the horizon, elbows perched on the edge of the cedar tub, naked legs gently walking in place in...
My name is Danielle Jean-Pierre. I'm a six-foot-tall, dark-skinned, curvy and big-bottomed Haitian-American woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study business at Algonquin College and I am twenty two years old. I've been in the so-called Confederation of Canada for about eighteen months. Next year, I will enrol at Carleton University to get my bac...
I had just returned from an away game, still in my hot, sticky marching band uniform. Without question, I definitely needed a shower, and then I needed to relax. I probably also felt relatively "down" because the football team had lost a very close game when the opposing team's kicker had actually made – by mere inches – a 59-yard field goal as time expired....
Eva has sitting in the front row of the classroom. Mrs Cudna was having one of her last chemistry classes of the year. It was her birthday actually, she was turning 19. She wanted to make herself a great present for her birthday and she had a clear idea about what that best present would be. Eva always had a crush for her teacher. Her libido was tremendous,...
I saw a facebook posting from one of my "friends" Christina: "I am graduating with my massage therapy certificate in a couple weeks, and I need to gain some experience before embarking on the 'real world' - anyone interested in a free massage, shoot me an email!" I met Christina through a friend of a friend, but I never really got to know her. She was one...
My name is Shamika Brown. I'm a six-foot-tall, square Black woman living in the city of Buffalo, New York. I run a shelter for immigrants and refugees known as the House of Life. I wear glasses, I'm somewhat curvy, with big tits and a big round ass. I also wear glasses. I'm in my forties and still not married because nobody can stand having me around. I'm yo...