Tiffany was outside mowing the lawn. Tiffany felt a cool breeze on this hot day. Sweat covered Tiffany's nude body. Tiffany felt lucky that she lives out in the country, otherwise people would see her performing this humiliating task. However it does also work against her. Sometimes Megan would take her out to the woods to play. Tiffany hates it. Megan w...
Kimberly Clinton is the name. A kinky, fun-loving and decidedly chubby dyke living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. By day, I'm a Criminal Defense Attorney at a large firm. By night, I'm something else entirely. And I'm here to demonstrate the wonders of Interracial Lesbian BDSM with my sexy African-American girlfriend, the dominant Black goddess known...
All characters depicted herein are 18 years or older. ***** Professor Adam Thatcher strode in through the door with his usual spry gate and telltale tattered black leather messenger bag swung over his shoulder. This day, she would not content herself with staring through the windowpane or finishing homework for other classes. This day, she was eager. "Go...
I want to worship your cunt. No don't worry about me baby. This is all about you. I want you just to sit back and enjoy. Don't worry, I'm going to enjoy this every bit as much as you do. Nothing gets me wetter than your pleasure. Tomorrow, when you're gone, but I can still taste you on my lips, that's when I'll look after my pussy. And when I do, when I'm...
Dee is delighted with her new sex life. (It was Tuesday afternoon before I was able to chat with Dee again. She was already on line when logged on.) 'How are you Dee? Missed you.' 'Sarah my lover.' 'Wonderful to chat with you - is all well?' 'Always is with you. Love you.' 'Mmmm darling, you say the nicest things. Now that you're here, yes! Fine. Have...
The thought that I probably would never score with a teenage girl ever again, was in my mind the day, fairly recently, when I was surprised by a turn of events. It was this way. My neighbour's nineteen-year-old daughter, coming back from a day at college, rang my doorbell... Here's what I had been thinking: "I'm forty-six. I have been a lesbian since I was...
Louise knocked on the door. A few seconds later, knowing that she hadn't given Rhonda nearly enough time to answer her knock but not able to stop herself, she knocked again, practically hammering away in her urgency...no. 'Urgency' wasn't strong enough. 'Desperation' was a better word. Louise clung to the doorframe as she knocked, feeling like she could bare...
Amy Hart knew from the moment she saw Edna Martinez that the brunette would be her subbie. Edna had that forlorn look all submissive lesbians have, knowing in their hearts that they only live to worship pussy, making their lives singularly focused, keeping them unhappy when they aren't in one of the innumerable positions from which they can practice their cr...
My life was changing. I had been a moderately successful fashion model who had suddenly become a minor celebrity by having my head shaved and appearing as the ancient Egyptian queen Nefertiti in a series of ads and appearances about a new cosmetic line. For a few months I was almost an object of worship for those who were fascinated by my bald head. At firs...
A couple of weeks ago, on a grey, overcast Monday, I was running some errands on my lunch hour. I hadn't had time for breakfast that morning, and was absolutely ravenous. I decided to stop off at this funky little cafe in Fremont, a new place called Antonia's Soups, which had just been voted Seattle's best soup and sandwich joint by readers of The Stranger....