Butch girls don't kiss boys, a voice inside told me as I pressed my lips against August Berihun's cruel, sensuous mouth. I looked into my boyfriend's eyes and hugged him tightly as our memorable first date came to an end. Ah, the things I do in the name of love and lust, I tell you. Just in case you're wondering who this is, I'm Samantha Pike but everybody c...
My name is Elisabeth Madsen. A five-foot-ten, slim and pretty, short-haired and green-eyed Australian woman of English descent living in the city of Toronto, Province of Ontario. As of today, I am forty two years old. These days I teach business administration at the University of Toronto, where I met my significant other Joanne Gustav. A six-foot-tall, allu...
Felicity Remington was a red-haired, blue-eyed gynecologist of 34. She was also a glasses-wearing, card-carrying lesbian eproctophile. She actually used pussy examinations as an excuse to get close to women's assholes in hopes of getting farts out of them, and maybe sex. Occasionally she was successful at seducing her clients. But her real dream to find a wo...
"Mmmmm, that's nice," murmured Rhona Goshkirk, as Moira Dingle's fingers daintily caressed her nipple. The two were in Moira's double bed, naked and about to make sweet lesbian love. It was two weeks after they had their first lesbian encounter. The short but sweet lovemaking in the barn, interrupted by a delivery, had introduced Rhona to the joys of sapph...
When I heard that our good friend Helen was gay, I was surprised and delighted. Well, not that surprised, on reflection; Helen was a policewoman, and a pretty tough one at that, and it seemed that most of her lady friends and female colleagues were gay. It was only a matter of time before she came out, really. Even so, it was quite an alluring piece of news....
I honestly didn't know butch women bodybuilders like getting dominated and fisted, I said with a condescending smile as I shoved my fist deeper inside Yasmeen "Yaz" Wahid's tight pussy. The short-haired, muscular Lebanese Muslim dyke groaned softly and I playfully smacked her face. Yasmeen's eyes flashed with anger but there was absolutely nothing she could...
If you have not done so, please read the first three parts rather than attempting to pick up the tale in the middle. * * * * * As we sped out of the parking lot and into traffic, my head spun. I couldn't believe that I had just masturbated in front of a couple frat boys in a parking lot! I continued to blush and tried to sink down into the passenger seat a...
Before I start, let me admit, that I am a closet wrestling fan. Lie most of the guys who are “rasslin” fans, I watch because on one hand, I like to see two guys beat the Hell out of each other. (for real, or otherwise) On the other hand, I also like to watch and cream over the hot scantily clad women on the show. Which leads me to write this story. Here is a...
Daria Jean-Renald, born in the City of Cap-Haitien, Republic of Haiti, and raised in the environs of Ottawa, Ontario, has always been different. As a young woman, she'd always been a tomboy. Daria liked playing soccer, baseball and football with the guys, instead of playing with Barbie dolls or any of that girly crap. Daria had always liked the ladies, but l...
After my initial lesbian journey at the bar with Beth, It became hard for me to look at a woman without the prospect of sex on my mind. When I talk to a woman, I try to look for hidden messages to see if they have any lesbian inclination. It took me months to get over these feelings and be comfortable again with women. I went back to the bar frequently to m...