"Why do you think Karen did that?" "Well, I think she's just a nice person, and maybe she likes me or feels some sympathy for me." "Why don't you try letting a few pounds of air out of those tits and see how much you appeal to her?" "Why are you saying such hateful things? Why are you trying to make it look like some depraved, sick thing just because she...
I wanted my tongue on her clit so badly my mouth was watering, my own clit was hard, my pussy was wet, and my nipples were aching. Of course, she loved to tease. She pushed me backwards towards the bed until my knees hit it and I was forced to sit down. Then she began the striptease, her body moving slowly to the beat of the music. Her hands moving down, car...
I am on my back in her bed: soft mattress, soft sheets, soft pillows, soft and hard her-muscle, gentle-my eyes follow the curve of the brawn in her arms, beneath her bronze(d) skin. She is holding herself up looking at me, her hair loose, the curls a curtain, a separate heaven of both of our faces. She is worried that I might not be strong enough, even thoug...
Garden of Earthly Delights Leading Jenna up from her failed position on Janice's floor, the older woman helped her to her feet and in being told to follow, yet stay behind, the younger woman was finding a strange comfort in being naked like this - in this woman's home, while she, her dominant, she remained fully clothed. It was yet another one of those odd...
Ruby and Tammy were out on the town on Saturday night. Tammy lovingly stared into the big brown eyes of her lover as they sat in a booth sipping wine at a lively lesbian club. The 25 yr. old blond teacher told Ruby, " This seems so surreal, just think, a month ago I was a straight conservative teacher that stayed home on Saturday nights reading. Now here I a...
When Ling woke again, the bedroom was empty. The light said it was around mid-afternoon. There was an Elisa-shaped depression in the sheets opposite her, but it was the scent lingering in the bed that drew her mind back to yesterday's events. Ling rolled over and looked at the ceiling. She heard voices outside, chatting. Alex and Elisa. She stared at the c...
As I walked back to my car I attempted to block the thoughts and images out of my head. What did I just do? I cheated on my husband with a woman! One that lives above a leather sex shop! What the hell has come over me? As I drove home I looked at the clock. It read two-thirty. I had left this morning at nine. How long had I been in Eleanor's' loft? How long...
She sits there, quietly watching television, completely oblivious to my wandering eyes from across the living room. They've secretly seen all of her places that make me weak at the knees; bare shoulders, slender neck, collarbones, that little bit of smooth skin just behind the lobe of her ear. All places I long to be close to; all places I would love to touc...
"Once inside I stood there unsure of what I should do as Joan put her purse down on the dresser as I followed her example, did the same with mine. I just stood there feeling excited, but a little nervous. She sensed it and told me to relax and have a seat while she got out a bottle of wine that she already had chilled in a bucket of ice. She poured us both...
The name is Jasmine Taylor, and I'm a young Black woman originally from the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I transferred to Spelman College in the City of Atlanta, Georgia, from Bay State College, a small school located in downtown Boston, and life hasn't been the same since. Even though the Dirty South and its ways get on my nerves as an outspoken young Bla...