Wanda snapped shut her cell and wondered if she'd have the lissome filly that day. Sketching her from memory, the young housewife was almost petite - shorter than Wanda, at least. Trim but somewhat mousy behind her serious glasses, once she slipped them off, her face bloomed to radiance. Her sensuous lower lip and irresistible smile told Wanda there was spi...
Wanda Catron woke with the familiar feeling of a hand rubbing her pussy. She had been dreaming of her home in Provo, Utah, and thought it was the hand of her Mistress, Anne Franklin, rubbing at her. No, Wanda thought, her eyes still closed as her pleasure grew, that was not Anne's touch. Nor was it the touch of the third woman in the house, Amber Anderson....
Wanda-Rose Catron-Mettert was the happiest she had ever been in her life. She had matched up her mother and sister the month before, and while they were with their new lovers, Wanda-Rose was flying to Arkansas for spend the first week of April, Boise State's Spring Break, with her wife, Donna Mettert. As she flew, she reviewed in her mind the events of the p...
It was the moment every little girl dreams of, but never in Wanda Catron's wildest dreams did she imagine the moment like this. She was stunned by the question, and her hands started shaking. She was afraid it wasn't real. Wanda had been online, talking with her Mistress, Donna Mettert. But this conversation was not like any other conversation she had ever...
Wanda Catron sat straight up in bed, suddenly wide awake. Her Mistress, Anne Franklin, had spoken to her in a very stern voice, rousing her from a delightful slumber. As she focused her eyes on her Mistress, Anne's voice spoke again. "What is going on here?" she demanded. Wanda's eyes flashed quickly to her bed partner. Amber Anderson was cringing at the f...
"Maybe that swim would be good." Julie suggested. "I thought you'd never ask!" Wanda bustled across the sand of the quarry floor, jumping feet first into the clear, cool water. In seconds, she was in water well over her head. Wanda floated onto her back, closed her eyes and drifted...enjoying the sensuous water caressing her body. The cool, clear water...
The music started, the curtains parted, and Wanda Catron wobbled onstage in her four-inch platform heels. The spotlights flared in her eyes, almost blinding her. She reached to her left and found the brass pole. She held on a second, remembering to move her hips to the music. She twirled around the pole, and the trench coat she was wearing flared open, revea...
Life settled down for Wanda Catron the next few months. Order, it seemed, had returned to her life at last. Her weeks were still full, but there was an exactness to that fullness. She worked at the strip club Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday nights. On Friday and Saturday, her Mistress, Anne Franklin, closed the evening with a sex act onstage with Wanda....
Author's note: This story is an independent sequel to "Laura's Fire", published in the romance section. All comments and ratings are greatly appreciated. -#-#-#-#-#- Wanda was fun. She was like Gladys but younger, she had the same build, she was also short and chubby and even her face looked the same. Her hair was tied in small, tight braids and it was...
The basketball season was drawing to a close. Boise State had a losing record for the third season in a row, and the coach, Deidre Desyre, was worrying about her job. Near the end of the season she had started putting her younger players in extensively. As a result, Astrid Martin had seen her minutes played increase from 20 minutes a game to almost 30. She a...