Amy hated technical rehearsals. They were slow and they were tedious. Every five minutes the director would yell "STOP!" and everything would grind to a halt while Harry or Harold or whatever the slimy little idiot who operated the lights' name was scampered up a ladder and yanked one of the lights three millimetres to the left. Tonight was no different. Am...
One brisk spring afternoon Darcie was anticipating the arrival of her friend Heather. The two had planned an afternoon of trying out her grandmother's fudge recipe and watching some sexy movies. After a few hours had passed while Darcie washed her dishes and did a load of her intimates in the wash, she heard the ding-donging of the door bell. Expecting onl...
Rachel's Story - Part 1 Hi, it's me, Rachel Jones. You already know a lot of my story - I was in "Ugly Duckling," (it was about me), and in Free Birds, parts 1 and 2, so there isn't a lot to tell you, with a couple of exceptions. In case you forgot, Kira Sterling and I are students and roommates at Pacific Western Christian University, in Fresno, Californi...
These are the continuing adventures of Rachel Jones and Kira Sterling, students at Pacific Western Christian University in Fresno, California. I hope you'll have read "Ugly Duckling," which explains how they met, and tells a little about where they came from, emotionally. Shortly after the "Santa's Helper" beauty contest in the "Madhouse" Madison Hall dorm...
Shit!!! Twenty nine frigging years old, and I find out 24 hours ago I am going to be a free woman, a divorcee, a soon to be spinster. That rat bastard husband of eight years needed some younger pussy did he? Well fuck it! I hate men and the stubby little membranes between their legs they use to think with. I would just bury myself in my work, and forget abou...
(This is the first ever story I have written in my life, it is based on a true experience which happened about 2 years ago.) My panting started to quicken, my breaths coming in short and shallow huffs. My fingers started working faster, feeling the walls close in tighter around them, I knew it was coming close then finally my whole body started to tingle an...
My girlfriend Julie has been away for a week now. It still seems odd to me to talk about her as my 'girlfriend.' I've mentioned before that I have had lesbian experiences before, but this is the first real 'girlfriend' that I have had. I miss her. I missed her the first day she was away, and the second day, but now that it is day 7 I miss her painfully....
It was time for my annual breast exam, the only day where groping and prodding is most unwelcome and extremely uncomfortable. It is weird having professional hands upon your body, not seducing or tempting one to enjoy another's human touch. One body claiming another. I lay cold upon the examining table, paper crinkling beneath me. A thin white sheet was ca...
Please forgive me for publishing something with such few words. I wrote it as part of a love letter. My Mistress like it so much she has insisted that I send it to you as well. ******************************** Across the long grass to the sea. Down the steep path, me in flip-flops ('thongs' actually coz we are in Australia). Across the shingle with its pie...
Please note this story is predominantly one of lesbian love. However this first chapter does contain one scene of non-consensual F/M sex which is key to the story line. * Nicky Cartwright thundered down the wing, hockey stick in hand, a look of grim determination on her face. It was an important upper sixth form match, and she was determined to make her c...