I am a graduate in Business and have worked in several areas of Fashion Retail. I now run my own recruitment consultancy specialising in this sector. I used to be what you might call Bi-Sexual but I have totally had it with guys; sorry I am now 100% lesbian and happy that way. I live alone and am unattached; I never seem to have time to form longstanding relationships but I always have time to have fun. I am white, aged 49, English, grew up in North-West London now I live alone in a village about 40 miles from London. I weigh around 61 kg (135 pounds), 5 feet 7 inches tall and am 34C or D (depends on the brand) - 25 inch waist (22 inches in a corset) - 37 inch hips. Golden-honey blond and naturally wavy hair, blue eyes. I'm fascinated by erotic fantasy and like to write to anyone female who shares my loves. I lean towards being dominant due to my strong personality but I call it 'compassionate dominant' because I enjoy giving pleasure so long as I get pleasure from that. In other words, I'm not a nasty, callous cruel person, but I do like to be in charge! If you want to know more, read my stories. That's the real me in there somewhere.
This could so easily be me: Oh OK, I see - can't post weblinks in here :( - shame - found a lovely video of a pretty girl masturbating in a changing room. Girls - Ask if you'd like me to send it to you. Julia
This could so easily be me:
Valerie. Stevie Winwood
Tasha brushed her hands through Helen's hair as she sank to her knees on the elevator floor. She heard Helen breathing erratically and she knew it wasn't from the fear of being trapped for hours. She took hold of her hands and observed "Helen, your hands are damp with perspiration. Are you nervous? Have you never done anything like this before?" And she drew those trembling fingers upwards towards the still-fastened buttons of her shirt. "Make me a trail of lipstick kisses, Helen. Unfasten me and let's see where the trail might lead ...
More clothes store changing rooms than I dare to name. Alone and with friends. Behind locked doors and behind flimsy curtains. And as both customer and as an employee.
Guys? About 5. Depends what you call 'Had Sex With'But if you ask how many girls, the number is bigger. Much, much bigger.
Jill was a busy young nurse, about 27 years old, short but very attractive with shoulder-length dark blonde hair, clear blue eyes and a cheeky smile (so all her many friends told her). She'd been working long hours on unsociable shifts whilst spending most of her free time working out her firm body at the local gym. She struggled even to find time to go shopping for clothes as often as she...
Added 03 Jul 2012 | Category Lesbian
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On a warm afternoon in early May, fresh from the hair salon where I'd swapped my usual straw-blonde for a rich, exciting glossy raven black, I sat in the corner of my favourite traditional coffee shop and typed. I was working on the article that was certain to confirm my position as one of Europe's foremost lesbian-feminist social commentary journalists when I noticed a very attractive woman...
Added 05 Nov 2012 | Category Exhibitionism
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To my amazement, and a certain relief, Rebekka did not take me back to her home, nor to a gingerbread house deep in the dark, dark woods. No, she took me straight to my apartment, escorting me as far as the main entrance. "I need to see you again soon Julia. Come and stay at the weekend." She gave me no opportunity to decline, continuing, "My weekends start on Thursday evening; my driver...
Added 14 Nov 2012 | Category Lesbian
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I always feel worse in the morning if I've slept solidly for hours and hours than if I've slept only a short time and know I need to get up early. So, when the sound of knocking on an unfamiliar door penetrated deep into my semi-consciousness I struggled to respond and to react appropriately. "Go away, I'm asleep!" I complained, and buried my head under the soft goose-down pillows. ...
Added 20 Mar 2013 | Category Lesbian
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A Party She'll Never Forget by julie_julia © This story began as a real-life e-mail conversation between myself and an on-line friend, hence the changes between first-person and third-person. It's co-written by and dedicated to Becky. I wrote the parts in italics. *** ***************** I'm at an all girl party amongst total strangers and we've had a few drinks. We start...
Added 16 Sep 2011 | Category Lesbian
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Saturday Night in Your House by julie_julia © This is a transcript of a letter I wrote to a very good friend of mine. She knows I'm publishing it on-line for your enjoyment, mine and hers. The names have not been changed. xxxxxxxxxxxx I'd found the spare key outside your front door, it wasn't very well hidden. You obviously didn't hear me creep in. Neither did you see me standing...
Added 26 Sep 2011 | Category Lesbian
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My work in recruitment had recently exploded and taken on an international dimension, which is how I had come (by a complicated series of seemingly unrelated events) to be in Richmond, Virginia. Far from my home in England and new to the area, the accent, the customs, the people and their closely-woven friendships & inter-relationships. But here I was in a local bar just around the...
Added 14 Sep 2011 | Category Lesbian
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I have a fantasy about denial; call it a recurring nightmare. A woman (let’s call her ‘Julia’, if only because that’s a lovely name) has an extremely high libido and is constantly looking for ways to achieve ever more intense feelings of sensual and sexual fulfilment. Over many years she perfects her technique of orgasm self-denial; masturbating herself over and over again, every...
Added 20 May 2013 | Category Masturbation
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Julia wrote: Becky, my pussy is so warm and juicy this evening. Don't you wish you could be here with me? I'd instruct you to make me a cafetiére of hot, strong coffee and bring it to me with a slab of dark chocolate. I'd sit in my brown leather armchair with you kneeling at my feet. Hold on. I'm going upstairs to change. You must stop reading this e-mail for 5 minutes and wait for me....
Added 19 Sep 2011 | Category Lesbian
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Two ladies have very different opinions on what can be considered acceptable beach-wear and one attempts to forcibly impose her views, abusing her position as beach life-guard. This is a genuine (if slightly light-hearted) e-mail conversation between two friends. Only the names have been changed to protect the guilty. ****************************************************** Dear Meg, I've...
Added 08 Jul 2012 | Category BDSM
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