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Anne's Confession, Part Two

Anne and Linda heat things up when I get home from work.

I peered around the half closed door to my boss’s office. He was talking on the phone with the CEO but saw me out of the corner of his eye and waved me inside. I took the chair on the opposite side of his desk and waited patiently, despite the fact that it was close to 7:00 pm on a Friday and I was exhausted. Mercifully, their conversation was short. My boss placed the phone back in its...Read On


Anne's Confession, Part One

Our cruise friend Linda comes for a secret visit, and Anne makes my and Linda's fantasies come true.

The sound of the front door closing startled me out of a light sleep. I knew it had to be Anne coming home from her night out with the girls. I rubbed my eyes and focused on the clock on my bedside table. I was shocked to see it was 1:45 a.m. Anne had always been home before midnight on her previous girls’ nights. I didn’t really care about the time because I enjoyed Anne’s girls’ nights...Read On


Last Wives Club -- 4 -- Unenthusiastic Sex

Our heroine learns how her friend perceives her sex life.

I should have fallen asleep easily after the wonderful fucking I had received from Kyra and her strapon, but for a long time, sleep eluded me. My mind was racing with implications of the things I had learned about her, particularly about how those things could relate to the ennui that existed in my relationship with my husband, both before and after his infidelity. She could still see...Read On


First Base

PART 1 OF 4: Highschool senior, Sydney, finds herself attracted to a pretty new student

It was getting pathetic. Sydney had crushes on random boys every fifteen minutes but they were like chewing bubble gum: after a while they lost their flavor and her attention.  For Sydney crushes didn't mean hooking up, or even necessarily speaking to the temporary target of her affection. For Sydney senior year was as much about romantic notions as it was about the actual pursuit of...Read On


A Road Trip With Sheila

A true story concerning a week-end getaway for two divorced women

Sitting there in the conference room, bored by another mid-level manager trying to impress everyone with his thinly veiled, self-aggrandizing remarks, my mind drifted back to this past weekend. Sheila, my 37 year-old girlfriend, had called me from her office early Friday morning suggesting that we make a long weekend of it. She suggested that we cut out from work early and drive down...Read On


Last Wives Club -- 3 -- The Induction Ceremony

Our heroine gets her membership credentials and a good fuck from her BFF.

Glad you could make it. Expect to see me later tonight. Have dinner and then wear this dress down to conference room four at nine PM. Wear nothing under it, except shoes. Come-fuck-me pumps preferred. And stockings if you want, but no pantyhose. Talk to no one while wearing this. This was exciting. The text had come in on my new secret cell phone, which was the first item in the package...Read On


Lise's Bar

Alone in Berlin, I decide to find company

I had found the bar by searching the Internet. ‘A lesbian bar that caters for a mature, sophisticated clientele.’ At least that was how I had translated the German. If I was right it sounded less seedy than some and would therefore be safer for me. I’d been working in Berlin for two weeks and although my colleagues were friendly enough I’d had no society outside the office and evenings alone...Read On


Mysterious Brunette

I glanced at her tender, soft thighs. The lust to kiss in-between them, to taste her sweetness

I had just started at University, the days were long and hectic. Where are the lectures in this big building? And what's the difference between lectures and tutorials? And a seminar? What the hell does that even mean? I sighed impatiently at the back of the line, waiting to get a photo taken for The I.D Cards. I bit my bottom lip gently, a habit of mine when I got anxiety. I looked around...Read On


Last Wives Club -- 2 -- Taking the Oath

Our heroine hears the sales pitch and takes the oath.

"Okay, you want me to help save the world. You've got my attention. But I can't imagine that you aren't just being a bit melodramatic." "Maybe so, Cath. But wait until I put it all in context and make my offer." She had just licked my pussy and given me the best orgasm I'd ever had. Adding that to the weekend at the spa, I owed her a good hearing. For the rest of that evening, and all...Read On



My best friend's mom introduced me to my first orgasm.

The best part of my teen years were the nights my friend, Brittney, and I spent together, alone in my room. Both of our fledgling sixteen-year old bodies would be embroiled with exploration of our more carnal and mischievous side.  I have always been an overly sexual and sensual, while Brittney has always been overly naughty and curious. Our sexual awakening at such a young age created...Read On


A picnic for one

A picnic for one gets me out of the house and into bother

It had just been the warmest summer on record. Day after day the temperature had soared and sucked the moisture from the barren landscape. My own life had been looking barren as well since I had broken up with my boyfriend several months ago. I spent most of the summer moping around my flat, eating ice cream and feeling sorry for myself. But today I decided I just needed to get out of...Read On


The Last Wives Club -- 1 -- The Recruitment

Our heroine is recruited into a secret society of lustful married mothers.

It was a long-held fantasy come true. I was enjoying the kiss of a lifetime with my best friend. She initiated it and it was every bit as exciting, wonderful, marvelous, fantastic, and arousing as it could possibly be. My problem with my husband's infidelity seemed like a distant memory, and not nearly the happiness-ending trauma that it had first seemed. The kiss had to end sometime, though. ...Read On


A Joint Adventure

A painful wrist leads to an interesting encounter

Last December, my husband and I enjoyed our usual Christmas break in Bavaria. I adore it there. Christmas is celebrated the way it should be. There is a air of joy, and Munich, although very busy, is just a very pleasant place to relax and enjoy the festivities. On our return, a Sunday, I had one day to relax before attending a hospital appointment for a consultation with a...Read On


Two firsts for Molly

Two firsts - her first story and first lesbian encounter

The dance floor was a spinning kaleidoscope of lights, with the beat of music pounding into my head, as I looked up into the green eyes of my new friend Amy. She was smiling at me as we danced and once again I felt that confusing spark run through my body. Every now and then she would dance closer and I could smell the scent of her perfume. Her hands occasionally brushed against my arm or...Read On


Wednesday to Saturday

Who hurts the most?

Wednesday In the garden of the house we share there is a small bower of trees which encloses a seat. When she needs to think it is to that seat that she goes; for the quiet and the lack of diversion. I am not allowed there unless she takes me with her. It is her space. I sat in the room overlooking the garden and watched as she walked to her seat in the late evening sun. She is...Read On