Brenda's camera was clicking away. My butch lesbian girlfriend had not stopped chuckling since I had told her about last night’s date with Karen. Her amusement had been first spurred by the fact that I had told my second girlfriend all about my first, the...
I walked home from Brenda’s with a renewed spring in my step. My pussy soreness was now numbed, and my bottom felt warm; it had a glow within it. Playing on my Walkman was Michael Jackson’s Bad album. It was his latest, and, despite the title, it was very...
Chapter One I changed lanes, and my eyes alternated their focus between rear view mirrors and the road ahead in a continuous cycle. No tails. The boss had called him specifically to be on alert this week. To watch his wife with a close eye. He wasn’t spec...
On Tuesday morning, with the air still fresh, I escaped from my house. I wanted to make sure that there was no last-minute change of plans by my mother, as I didn’t want another day staying at home, babysitting. If things changed, Ella would be there, and...
It was Monday morning, and the full-length bathroom mirror was capturing my aching, naked body, and my physique glared back at me. What was presented to me was a continued reminder that my figure was not as perfect as Sarah's. But after yesterday’s marath...
With my embarrassment still raw, I entered Brenda’s bedroom and dropped my mauve dress on the floor. As I did so, I looked around at the seventeen full-sized, nude black and white framed photos that lined most of the grey bedroom walls. It felt like they...
Brenda was smiling at me. It was just the two of us now that David and Sarah had left us. Our time had come. We stepped back into the apartment block, closing the communal front door behind us. As we did so, I felt strange and empty. My boyfriend had just...
It is 1987, the last Sunday in August, and my arm is around Brenda. She is my new bull lesbian girlfriend and my first openly gay relationship. But my life is complicated. I am standing there by the apartment block’s front door, watching, and waving as Da...
The two guys who serve at Mcdonald's might share the girl who sweeps the floor. Across table three. They might call it "The burger". The staid, cautious client sitting across the table from me could go to car-key swingers' parties. With his mail order bri...
I walked to the bar. As I did so, I did not try to hide my erection, but it was obvious if you looked. I didn’t care, as my mind was racing, thinking, probably overthinking once again. Thoughts flashed through it… “Enjoy that feeling,” Ashley had told me...
In a way, that storm seemed to of sucked the life out of the resort. Although the sun returned, the sultriness of the night didn’t. There seemed to be a chill in the air. Maybe it was a sign that the onset of autumn was not so far away. With the weather c...
We awoke on Wednesday with a bang, quite literally. It was distant thunder. Out of our patio doors, past the little islands, we could see a huge storm brewing. There were dark swirling clouds, which were occasionally illuminated by lightning flashes. Then...
We awoke on Tuesday morning with the sun already high in the sky; its warm beams of light were bathing us with the early day’s increasing heat. Sarah was still spooning with me, my arm wrapped around her, protecting her; reminding the world that she was m...
We paid to go into the nude pool area. It was down a twisty path, which was flanked by a few trees and lots of flowering bushes, and within a minute we came to a high green fence; it surrounded the nude pool. Once in. We were told to put everything into a...
The first recognition of the Monday morning was a sensation in my cock. Without opening my eyes, I carefully used my hands to confirm what I already knew. Sarah’s head was quietly bobbing up and down, sampling my morning glory. Maybe it was her motion tha...
