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...
Keri, Stephanie, Jamala, Adannna, Brianna and I decided to treat ourselves to an evening of beauty. We had signed up for the grand opening of Pleasure Garden. We had left the boys, our husbands, all at home watching the subway series. For baseball fans it is like the all-in-all, the reason for being. Anyhow, we arrived at 7:30 pm just as the owner, Vera, wa...
The deafening roar of water. It swallowed her every sense, filled her ears to bursting. Cora didn't know if the surface was above or below her, but she knew she had to swim, it was her only chance. The Grand Dame clipper ship had made it safely from England, 'round the tumultuous Horn and onward into the vast Pacific Ocean to bring Cora to meet her betrothe...
Vicki was married with children. She had always been straight, but lately she found herself increasingly aroused by the lesbian romances in some of her favourite TV shows. Watching Alex and Piper in OITNB and Franky and Bridget in Wentworth had turned her very much bi curious. But she never envisaged ever being in a position to act out the fantasies she wa...
Girls like her should come with warning labels, the kind you see on coffee these days, Caution: Hot. This girl was molten. I, of course, had no clue just how right I was, but I would of course be schooled quickly. She was the type of girl I would've envied back in high school. She had long blonde hair which was straight and parted perfectly. Her lime gre...
A brief and twisted little fairy tale. * Author's Note If you are a regular reader of my work you will know that I am a big fan of slice-of-life stories as well as unorthodox princesses in anachronistic settings. Well, this tale has a bit of both. As usual, all characters are over the age of eighteen, and don't try this at home. Enjoy!Wax Philosophic *...
Introduction: The following is a work of fiction. It is not intended to be taken seriously. It contains rough sex between two women and there's a lot of language that might offend. If you're a woman, know that this isn't a sweet lesbian romance. If you're a man, it might not be for you. If you read it and decide to call me a bunch of names, well, you're ju...
"Exquis," I thought, as my eyes wandered the small but smartly attired apartment. Seeing how another lives is always illuminating. At first blush, it was clear Paige lived an orderly life. "I can only wish," I thought, reflecting on the relative disarray of my own. "You like to cook," I observed, anxiously glancing about at the kitchen's legion of culinary...
Welcome readers to the latest installment of Grounded in Toronto. It is helpful though not essential to read the prior installments. Camille - works for international pharma company. Confident, attractive business woman in her 30's, single. Eleanor - well known author of lesbian themed fiction. Bisexual. Long honey blond hair usually worn up in a chignon...
What a dream! Naked, flat on her back, edge of the bed, her legs spread and up on the shoulders of a well-muscled and tanned torso as the young buck rode her from orgasm to orgasm, his hard tool filling her completely! Krissy knew it for the dream that it was, it had reoccurred many times and was a favorite of hers, but she was just as excited by it anyway!...