My name is Michelle White a sexy business woman who happens to also be a lesbian. My lifestyle choices don't derive from an abused childhood or a bad experience with a guy but rather from natural selection. I've simply always found myself more attracted to women than men. Because of my career I choose not to be publicly open about my sexual preferences but a...
I love written pornography. From the time I first discovered the written pornography in magazines when I was young, the written word has always been my favourite way to get off. And perhaps that should have been a clue to me, because I found out later that supposedly boys and men prefer visual material, but at the time I didn't much care. I only cared that r...
Barb stopped her masturbating, stood up and looked around at the men grabbing their bulges. Some of them unzipped their pants and whipped out their cocks. She smiled at them, cupped her tits and turned around with her ass pointed at her young stud. She grabbed the back of her chair and turned to us and winked. "Watch this," she whispered. Barb put both kne...
** The ad was on the fourth page of the newspaper’s classified section. Small print, no header. Dr. Ana Von Gaarten, Ph.D. is seeking stories of anal sex for a sex study. Must be personal and must be well-detailed. If the story is accepted for inclusion into the study, the writer will receive $1,000 dollars and will be required to sign a waiver for publicati...
I met a girl in my biology class named Lorraine. She said she thought I was pretty and asked if I would have lunch with her. She touched my arm as she asked this and I thought she might be a lesbian coming on to me. I had never been with a woman before. I said, "Thank you for the compliment and the invitation but you should know I'm straight, totally heter...
When Lajos and Natasha had finished their recording session of the Enescu Sonata, Lajos informed Natasha that he had a flight to catch early next morning. It was an eighteen hour flight to Buenos Aires, Argentina. He had several concert dates there as well as some in Brazil. Consequently, he had a hotel room near the airport. He suggested they go there to co...
What follows is a continuation of my recounting of my first visit to Alex. The events described are largely true, but I can't recall precise conversations and those you see here are intended to simply capture the mood of things as I recall them. I've also attempted to describe the feelings and emotions I experienced at the time, with the caveat that those fe...
After the night at James' apartment the previous quarter, I had tried to put all that out of my mind and concentrate on school and be normal. I did see James once on campus and he asked how I was doing. He hoped I had gotten a good grade on that paper I was writing when I met him at Jimmie's that fateful Friday night. He also said that if I wanted to earn so...
I recently scored a very nice promotion at work. Fair enough, too. I'd worked damned hard for it. The only problem with it was that I had to move interstate and settle into a new city. Now in my opinion, moving into a new city and snapping up the first house you saw was a loser's game. You may find you're in the wrong neighbourhood, the place may be over-pr...
The following is a work of fiction, and all participants are over the age of 18. This is a continuation of my previous story, "French Exchange", so you may want to get caught up on the adventures of Miss V and her former student before you tackle this one, but l leave that to you. I thank all of you who offered feedback on that (my first) story, and look for...