SEAT OF DISCIPLINE Uniforms, daily prayer, chapel, and strict discipline, those where the building blocks that molded the character of the young women that attended Lady of Mercy School for Girls!!! The theory being that by the time a girl graduated from Mercy she was ready to face the world!!! Of course in every organization there was always those few bad apples that bucked the system, whether it be in the army, the Boy Scouts, or as in this case a high school for girls, for some it is impossible to go along with the group and rules are made to be broken!!! In this case our story opens up in Sister Nora's twelfth grade math class where she is in the middle of a lecture on reciprocals............... "........now class this is important and I'm sure it ... Read More»

To say that I have always been shy is an understatement. Still a virgin at 17, two days shy of my 18th birthday it is not because I haven't had loads of offers from guys to get in my panties and pop my cherry as they so eloquently put it, it is just that I don't get the warm fuzzy vibes from guys. Girls and women of every shape and size however have always sent my heart racing, and I didn't know what to do about it, so for all my life I have just observed, lusted and fantasized about making it with a loving woman. I guess there is no other way to put it than I have always been a short haired athletic shy dyke wanabee. I can remember attending a slumber party at 13 years old and was silent as the subject turned to boys, the way they kissed and their penis ... Read More»

It was Halloween weekend last year, and we were on the couch watching our own horror movie marathon. It was my roommate Tara and her boyfriend, me and my best friend, Alex. By the time we were starting the second movie, it was getting late and cold in our apartment. Tara grabbed two blankets that we keep next to the couch and threw one to her boyfriend and the other to Alex and me. Alex was sitting in the corner of the couch, so I snuggled back against her, sitting sort of in her lap in front of her, and then we pulled the blanket over and around both of us. Tara and her boyfriend did the same. About half way through the movie, I got up to go use the bathroom (we were drinking margaritas). When I got back, I pulled the blanket off of Alex and then sat back ... Read More»

Going back to when my folks split, I was a typical horny teenager, enjoying sports and video games, goofing with friends and trying to score girls. I didn’t have much of a relationship with my dad, even less when he split and shacked up with some cute bimbo. I was actually surprised when he married the bitch and moved away. That’s probably why being the only kid and male, I’m protective of my mom, okay, and maybe a bit possessive and screwed up. At least by fourteen I was a self-taught master masturbator. That’s right, beat my meat, spank the monkey, whatever. It felt great and damn if I'm gonna stop. My favorite fantasy was my beautiful mom, yeah that's right, one hot mama. Hmmm, a real blond and blond down-under, heavy hand-full of tits, curvy, and oh so ... Read More»

Leeann followed Shauna out of the bar and into the parking lot, the cool, night air slipped up her skirt, tickling her damp inner thighs and pussy. She pushed her red hair out of her eyes and behind her ear. The memory of Shauna's licking, finished only moments ago in the ladies’ room, made her hot. Her bare nipples rubbed against the inside of her blouse adding to her overall arousal. Leeann watched Shauna's long, thick hair sway against her wide ass. Her tight jeans hugged every curve and emphasized the size and roundness of each butt cheek. She had never felt attracted to a woman, but Shauna was different. Her plump, earth-motherly figure suited her; the raw, unashamed, womanly love she had generously given made her radiant in Leeann’s eyes. "I'm ... Read More»

Being a big and tall, butch Black woman who worships White chicks hasn't made my life easy. My name is Mary Johnson. A Nursing student at the University of Ottawa in the Province of Ontario, Canada. Ottawa is the city I call home. My family has lived there for generations, though we're originally from the Caribbean. I'm six feet tall, with a chubby body, big tits, wide hips and a big booty. I'm a closet lesbian, a fact which I hide from my family and friends. My family is pretty conservative and they wouldn't be cool with my gayness if they knew. So I keep it a secret. And I'm very much into White chicks. Especially bossy, blonde-haired White chicks. I can't get enough of them. I am a natural submissive. This right here is my story of trying to satisy my unique ... Read More»

Every summer holiday, I would be sent off to visit my Aunty Ellen in Bournemouth. This had been our family's tradition ever since I had turned 12, and I think it was as much for my mother's sanity as for my sake. This summer was different: I had just turned 18, and I was going into my last year of private school. What the future held, I had no idea. Aunty Ellen wasn't actually my Aunt, of course. She was my mothers' best friend. They had served in the A.T.S. together during the war, and had stayed in close contact ever since. Summer holiday was absolutely my favorite. It got me away from dirty, close, hot London, and out from under my mother's strict and watchful eye. Not that I ever got into much trouble around home. I was a good girl to the outside world; ... Read More»

I am fortunate. I have a great house, a high paying job and a sexy woman who loves me. My lover is absolutely to die for. She’s five foot eight; 145 pounds and a fiery redhead, not to mention stacked and has all the curves in the right places. She stays at home and operates her websites. They range from free sites to a cam site, featuring her of course. I came home from work late one evening and she had cooked dinner. I felt absolutely awful that I missed it. I could tell she was upset as well. As I munched on the leftovers I thought of a way to repay her. The light bulb went off. “Baby, I’m going to be in the bathroom for a bit, my tummy isn’t feeling well.” All right, not romantic, but she won’t bother me in there either. I hurried into our room and made for ... Read More»

Debbie Warren sat quietly in her large easy chair when she was interrupted by the ringing of the phone. She quickly bent back the corner of the page, closed the book, and crossed the room to the desk where the phone was located. "Hello, this is Debbie, how may I help you?" A soothing feminine voice on the other end of the line replied smoothly, "Miss Warren, my name is Miranda Gaines, I work for a company that specializes in doing survey work for large companies all around the world." "I was hoping that you could take a few minutes to answer a few questions on your shopping habits." "I guess," Debbie replied while sitting down at the desk, "if it doesn't take too long." "Good," the voice replied easily, ... Read More»

I was in my first year at college. I was lucky in one respect to be living at home with my parents. It saved having to rent somewhere and as I needed to study it meant I didn't have to work in bars or as a waitress in the evenings. My boyfriend Pete was sharing a house with three other guys and as he had his own room we found plenty of time for sex. He was only the second guy I'd had although I had played with maybe six cocks in total. I stayed over the odd night at Pete's place but usually went home. With four lads living together you can well imagine that house work was not high on their list. Men always seem to miss the toilet when urinating! We did the usual round of parties and clubs and our social life was typical of most students. I was studying nursing ... Read More»

It was late one Friday night, and had come home early from the bar. I had a few drinks in me, and was feeling pretty good. I am 32 and I live in a two-story apartment complex, which is upscale, and built from an old brick warehouse. I can look across the way, and see an adjacent building with yet more apartments. From my picture window in my living room, I can see directly across into the apartments when the shades are open. This night was something different from the norm, and a night I will never forget. The apartment directly across from mine was usually vacant during the summer months, because the older couple that lived there liked to travel. The apartment below me was also empty at night, because my neighbor worked the late shift. The resident below, and ... Read More»

It is one of those hot humid nights. All the windows are open in my apartment, but the air seems to be still. I am wearing my black yoga stretchy shorts and a halter-top in red. My clothes feel sweaty, probably still from yoga, but also from the intense heat. I wish I had a pool to jump into, maybe a cold shower will cool me down. I clean up the dinner plates and throw away the scraps into the bin bags. The bag is full so I tie it up and take it to the rubbish disposal room across the floor outside my apartment. In the disposal room there is this little door that you open to throw the rubbish in and the rubbish passes through to an incinerator in the basement of the building. I am in the disposal room and in walks a girl about 18 years old, with dirty blond ... Read More»

The rest of the event passed in something of a glorious haze. We sat around the stage that had been transformed into an elegant table, quickly set with linen, fine china, crystal, and silver. The two yummy women who had served the hors d'oeuvres (one of whom had served me so much more!) efficiently and expertly brought a wonderful meal to the women who were Linda's friends, as well as to Linda and to me--I'd been asked to join them at the table. The burly woman at the door brought me my white jacket to cover my nakedness. I cannot speak for the others, but although we talked about ordinary things, although we were eating a lovely meal together, I could not forget the events that had transpired earlier. Whenever the serving girl who had made such wonderful love ... Read More»

Slamming her car door, Jessi storms into her duplex. It was a horrible day, everything that could go wrong did. First she wakes up two hours late for work. Next her car dies when she tries to leave work. And just ten minutes ago she was pulled over for doing 60mph in a 35mph zone. I should have just called in sick and slept this miserable day away, she thought. Dropping her purse on to the coffee table by her couch, she walks to the bathroom. Stripping her clothes off as she walks down the hallway, she sighs as she steps into her bathroom at the end of the hall. The bathroom was done in black and white linoleum with accents of red around the trimming. Opening the glass door to her garden shower she quickly flips the knobs sending jets of steaming hot water ... Read More»

The gleaming August sun was beating down hard on a group of teenagers, packing a car to go camping during there summer from college. The group consisted of four girls who have been best friends since school, and have always seemed just that extra bit close. The girls would giggle together, go shopping and tease the two boys of the group. However they would never have guessed that this trip would bring them all so close. Whilst driving to the camp the lads banter about football, whilst the girls lie on one another and talk about the fun they were going to have there. However less than a mile from the site, the boys realise that the car was barely chugging along they would not make it to the camp. The boys get out and check over the car to find that one of ... Read More»