Beauty And The Butch Part Three
That next day, I worked a half day. Was out of my office by lunch in case Tina wanted to meet up. Phoning her up, she invited me to drop by her place. I didn't get my hopes up too…
Beauty And The Butch Part Two
Next couple of weeks were uneventful. Work, home, activities, laundry, bills, sleep; routine stuff. Now as my rotten luck would have it, I'm sitting in a client meeting and I get a text from Tina, wanting to talk. I text…
Beauty And The Butch Part One
Hey everyone!!! I had some spare time so I thought I would toss out another story for you folks. As usual this is another true telling of one of my sexual liaisons. This will be long story and parted in…
Supergirl’s Submission
The battle had been epic. Kara Zor-El, better known as Supergirl stood in the wreckage of the robot army, dust and smoke billowing around her. Her costume was covered in dirt from the fight. She brushed her blonde hair from…
College First Time With Amber
I was always a nerdy girl. In school, I hung around with the chess club, not the cheerleaders. When I started college I thought things would be different, but I spent my freshers’ week playing dungeons and dragons with my…
Stella Gets Smothered Out In Style Part Three
I had just witnessed Stella being smothered out again by Kim, she was an expert, I was sure of that. Now Stella stupidly wanted a rematch. Not only that but I had also foolishly agreed to fight her, being talked…
Stella Gets Smothered Out In Style Part Two
Stella slumped forward, defeated and smothered unconscious. Kim held the pillow high above her head in victory. I got up from my position and watched Stella's back heaving up and down as she breathed hard in and out. Kim was…
Stella Gets Smothered Out In Style
I followed Stella up the driveway to the studio. I was telling her over and over that this fight was a bad idea. Stella was having none of it. "I'm gonna beat that bitch," she said. Stella was tough, she…
The Fickle Rites of Courtship
Trish was sleeping, or pretending to be, when I got home. We’d had a short, petty little spat that morning; yet as short and petty as it was, I had been irritated by it all day. I plodded through work…
Bi-Lesbian Arrangement
My ex-husband, Glen had come round to pick up our 9 year old son for the midterm break. We had remained good friends after the divorce, and it was his turn to take our son and his mates away. Glen…