Pam is my neighbor of 4 years and over time we’ve become good friends. In fact there is nothing I wouldn’t do for her. We’re both in our early 30’s and married. I have two kids and Pam just had her first. It was her pregnancy that brought us even closer together.
It all started one day when I made one of my almost daily visits to her house. She was in her seventh month and already was pretty big. I kept asking her if she was sure she wasn’t having twins, but she
Dawn Garth took a deep breath and pushed open the door. She took the five or six steps down that led through a curtained archway and into the spacious room. Nervously, the blond woman scanned the entire area. Her eyes swept over the bar, where a few stools were occupied, to the couples on the dance floor. She took in the row of tables on the far side as well as the booths scattered against the back wall.
In spite of her nervousness, her foot twitched to the music pouring from the bandstand in
I saw the cutest guy walking down the hallway of my building and I had to do a double take. Being from Covington Kentucky means that I see more hicks and rednecks than anything else. Yeah, I know that I’m born and bred here myself, but I’m no hick! As a black girl I’m the wrong color to be a hick, right? Not that I really think in terms of color. All of my life I heard that I was a white girl in a black girl’s body.
Just because you listen to Jimmy Eat World instead
Laura kissed her husband on the lips and watched as he turned, picked up his carry-on bag and headed down the tunnel to the waiting plane. She still couldn’t believe that he was going to Florida and leaving her in Minne-fucking-apolis — in January! In prior years she’d gone with him to his partners meetings. But not this year.
In the interest of cost savings and efficiency, this year spouses weren’t permitted.
She watched as he disappeared from sight, then she turned and
I looked across the long pub table at her, a beautiful woman, full of life and the vibrancy of the young. She had just sat down, opposite me. She had the longest, blondest hair I’d ever seen, and a beautiful, shy smile, and a cuteness in her voice that was not practiced or affected in any way. For some reason, I was suddenly acutely aware of the smell of the foliage from the trees around the courtyard, the sharp scent of beer, and the heat of the evening.
“Hi!” She grinned at
This is a true story, the names of the woman involved has not been changed because she approves of this account of my experience and this story is a tribute to her and her unrivaled understanding.
My name is Amanda and I would like to tell you about my first sexual experience with another woman, I was much younger and quite inexperienced compared to her, but it was a special time in my life that I will always remember and treasure.
Just the previous summer, my body had undergone some incredible
“Bye, guys,” said Lisa as she exited the front door. “Merry Christmas!”
“Bye, Lisa,” said the other two girls in the living room as they watched their housemate leave. Sharon and Kris paid a third of the rent each just as Lisa did, but it was the senior that had found the house and asked around for housemates in the first place. With Lisa gone, the two juniors now had the house to themselves.
“So,” said Sharon to her friend, Kris. “Whaddaya
Walking up slowly and quietly behind you, she stops just inches away from you. So close you can feel her breath sigh against your neck. Far enough away though, that you can’t sense her heat or feel her heart beat fast in response to your nearness. You stand there and slowly shiver in anticipation, knowing that soon enough, she will touch you. Caress your soft, aroused skin.
She can see the beginnings of your arousal as your skin flushes softly under the silk of your robe. She hears your
Thinking back on that first time with Julie was enough to nearly push me over the edge all by itself. As I eased up and stopped at the next traffic light, I slid my hand between my legs and began to slip two fingers inside my leaking pussy. This time, I was so hot that I almost wished someone would
The horn let out a mighty yell signaling the start of our eight day new years cruise. It was the last Sunday of the millennium and I had just set out on a New Years adventure. I stood at the railing of the big cruise ship and waived goodbye to my husband of eight years.
He was supposed to be on the ship with me, but he had to fly back to Boston. Long after we were committed to the week long vacation his company informed him he would have to work right through January first. I was disappointed