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...
This is one of a set of four 750-word stories, each told from the perspective of a different wedding guest. The order: Uncle, Groomsman, Aunt, Waitress. The first two are Gay Male and self-contained. The last pair are Lesbian and are also self-contained. The door was open. I did not know what I was doing. I had been with plenty of woman but never dared pick...
This is a continuation of a previous story titled "Introduction to Lesbian Prostitution." Part of it is true. There is a woman I know who runs a matchmaking service for bisexual women and lesbians, I have named her Lynne which is, of course, not her real name. She charges a fee for this service which technically makes it an escort service and frankly, in the...
I met her on the beach late in the summer, a stranger who would lead the way to my separate life. From the shade of a rented umbrella, I had watched her walk the pathway along the higher dunes. She paused at the top of the steps to survey the glare of sun and water, shading her sunglasses with her hand. Even from that distance she cut a distinctive figure, l...
The local hot spot was a pizza joint with a bar named Santino's. It was actually two buildings side by side, joined into one. At 10:00 they closed the kitchen and opened up the dance floor on the other side and they sometimes had a band. The pizza was good, but mostly everyone went for the party. When Julie, Ashley and I walked in, everyone in the place was...
Summary: Straight woman discovers the pleasures of other women. Note 1: This is part 4 of a potentially lengthy series about a couple exploring many aspects of their once-hidden sexuality. Part 1 was told in two separate versions: To read the wife's version read: Kinky Tales: I Pegged my Husband In this story Dani accidentally learns that her husband...
I knew Emm had finally finished her marathon session with Miss Sinn when, about the time the dawn hour broke, I received a text saying: 'She says my ass is the best tasting one ever. She tongues almost as well as me ... gotta go.' As she explained later that day (where did she get her energy from?) Angie and her had a lot in common, one of the things being...
The dust was billowing all around as Sara shifted the gears of her hog, a soft tail Harley Davidson that always left her damp between the legs from the pulsating rumble of its mighty engine. She got why people loved to ride motorcycles so much, the power one felt beneath them as they controlled such a beast was awesome! Sara had been traveling across the bl...
Author's note: Many thanks to Fewella, Luxx, Onyx03 and TheMasterBaiter for their help in brainstorming and editing. ____________________________________ I met Allison during my gap year, right after my A-Levels exams. During that time, I found myself going to this private library that had a cafe-bar available to its members only. Not only was the coffee t...
I keep visiting lots of online forums and chatrooms related to sex and lesbians, to meet like-minded people and find out more about myself. There, I met Martina. She's 9 years older than me and bored in her marriage, so while looking for a new rush she tried to find out how it would be with a woman. We liked each other right away and were both noobs in the...