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"Over the desk!" Cheryl smiled and leaned over at the waist placing her hands on the cold desk in front of her, her firm rounded bum stuck out under the little schoolgirl skirt she was wearing, the thin grey material dropping just below her bum on the top of the backs of her thighs. "I'm sorry Miss" she said with a grin as she felt a soft hand rub over her firm bum then slip under her skirt, rubbing the white cotton panties that were covering her skin, the touch sending shocks of excitement through her body and making her heart pound in her chest with anticipation of what was to come. "I am… 阅读更多内容

My daughter, Julie, said she was going to a party that night and suggested that I come with her. “Why would I do that?” “Well, Anna’s mom usually hangs around with us and it always looks like she feels out of place. She might like company. Plus, she’s gay, too.” “So, you’re trying to fix me up?” I had been alone for a few years, and I often thought that Julie was looking out for me. So, I decided to go. “Mom, dress nicely.” That was code for me not to wear “Fuck me” clothes, but instead dress like “I might be interested.” I decided on a white linen dress, mid-thigh and open back, which me… 阅读更多内容

The ad seemed simple enough. “Help wanted. Full-time work in a professional atmosphere. Duties include but are not limited to…” All that corporate jingo. I couldn’t wait to have a work life, I was living with my mom and wanted a reason to be out of the house and working, so I prepared my best suit and made an appointment. I wasn’t really thrilled with the suit. I was more of a dress girl myself, but hey, “ you dress for the job you want.” And I wanted the job. Living with my mom sounded great in theory, but I was 25 and the lack of freedom was… restricting. Staying out late wasn’t something s… 阅读更多内容

I had wanted to have sex with a woman for as long as I could remember. I was sure that I was a lesbian. My discomfort with men and my lack of success with them was all the evidence I needed. And then Beth re-entered my life. Beth is my best friend and we've known each other since we started together in law school. She is crazy, has a great sense of humor and men really like her. She has a kind of Eurasian look about her but speaks with a very pronounced English accent which most men seem to find incredibly sexy. She is a bit shorter than me, has a very pretty face, long, very soft and fine,… 阅读更多内容

I was obsessed with my new toy, and bedtime could not come soon enough! I waited patiently and finally heard the door to my roommate’s bedroom close. She listened for the faint sounds from her TV and knew she had settled in for the evening. I was secretly in love with my roommate (Susan) and spent each night wishing I could go to bed with her. Not tonight. I sighed and quietly locked my bedroom door. Once again, I found myself lying on my bed in the darkened bedroom, alone. This was her favorite part of the day, in her bed, at night. I just wished I had a real lover. Instead, I reached ove… 阅读更多内容

This is one of my favorite fantasies. I often visualize having sex with shopkeepers. The senior prom was only two weeks’ away, and I needed a ball gown. I didn’t have anything of that sort, as I had never expected to be invited. I hadn’t even had a date during high school. The reason: no tits. I was almost as flat as a board – maybe A cups if I was lucky. I did have nice nipples. Anyway, a nerdy guy from my Chemistry class asked me to go with him. It was a surprise; I didn’t know him very well at all. It might have been because even without tits, I was one of the best-looking girls in my clas… 阅读更多内容

Leaning against the ballroom wall at the reunion event, Cathy’s thoughts and memories moved on. If the gymnasium sex had been just an isolated indulgence it would have been easy to dismiss. However, once tempted by the pleasure of sex with another woman, Cathy’s need had grown into a consuming desire. She had found that her concentration was ruined, that she could think of almost nothing else except re-running that extraordinary experience in her mind. Revisiting the pleasure of sex with Donna so aroused her that, twice at school and once at home, she had needed to retreat to the bathroom and… 阅读更多内容

Debra Debra and I were in high school together. We were at an all girls party one night that turned into a kissing game. I was nervous to play until Debra came over and kissed me deeply. And I have fantasized about her often. This is how one dream went. My superior officer called me into his office and said "Ellen you’ve done reallyl well here and are well liked by all of your peers I've just been notified that we are to have Debra Conner, the first British Air Traffic Control Candidate, here for her training. It is important that she pass the course and I want you to be her roommate and t… 阅读更多内容

Catherine had a preoccupied air as she exchanged small talk with a couple of former students. She did not intend any impoliteness, but the truth was that her head was in whirl and she hardly knew what she was thinking or wanting – or rather, she knew what she wanted but was trying to escape the thought, for it was surely unthinkable! For all of her life she had been certain that she was entirely and absolutely heterosexual in orientation; she had only been interested in, and only had experience of sexual relations with men. Now, suddenly, she remembered when everything that she had taken for g… 阅读更多内容

So, the elevator story. Several years ago, I had a major case and, Sharon, a young lawyer, was assigned to help me. Adorably gorgeous, I had a crush on her immediately. And apparently she had one on me. I loved the way she dresses. She would wear a gauzy top with designs in the right places, but her bra was visible underneath. It was really sexy and I loved it. A few months later, we had a department outing and she (Sharon) and I planned to sit together at the dinner. She wore a black see through top as I described and a black bra underneath short skirt and black pantyhose. After dinner, we a… 阅读更多内容

Leslie was my best friend in high school. We were volleyball teammates and were inseparable. There was a definite sexual attraction between us but other than a stolen kiss in the back of a dark movie theater, we did nothing about it, largely out of fear of being caught. After high school, I went to college in D.C. and Leslie went to nursing school in Trenton. One day, with no prior notice I got a letter from her inviting me to spend a weekend with her in Trenton. I called her to accept the invitation, she asked if I could come that weekend – she was anxious to see me. As I stepped off the tra… 阅读更多内容

I drove up to the house and pulled in the driveway. I was a little tired and felt grungy after having just come straight home from basketball practice. I hopped out of my car and lazily made my way up to the front door. Right as I opened the door I was startled as my roommate Monica was standing directly in front of me; a girlfriend Nikki right behind her. Nikki’s hair was a mess; I knew they had just had sex and I felt a pang of jealousy. I had a crush on Monica. “Hi Ellen,” Monica greeted as she stepped past her. “Hey Monica,” I said softly, with a tinge of sadness and I went into the house… 阅读更多内容

Haven't we all had teachers we had a crush on or fantasized about? This is a fantasy of unrequited love (or lust). I had a difficult transition from high school to college. From almost straight As, my first year was horrible. It was so bad that my academic advisor informed me that I wasn’t on track to advance to my next year. So, I went to my English professor’s office to talk about extra credit or at least something that would bump my grade up. The rumors were Professor Reed was very understanding. Sadly, the next professor she had to visit was not. Professor Griffin was notorious for not gi… 阅读更多内容

So as if high school wasn’t weird enough, in my senior year my best friend in the universe suddenly came out to me, tearfully telling me that she was a lesbian and in love with me. My friend new lesbian friend and soon to be lover was Ali. Seriously, this is exactly what happened. One day we were walking in the hall in our spare time, which was a good thing because there was no one around. Ali turned to me and I could see tears in her eyes. “What’s wrong?” I asked. Ali asked me if she could tell me something. “It’s a secret” she said. I say, “Sure Ali, anything, you know I’ll never tell anyo… 阅读更多内容

Anita and I would be late for the wedding party. I woke up a couple of hours after we had fallen asleep. I looked over at a still sleeping Anita. Her pussy was caked with her come and her thigh was smeared with mine. I couldn’t resist touching her again, and after only a few minutes I reached across to massage gently her newly deflowered pussy. Anita was still at first, breathing quietly, and I enjoyed the sight of the rise and fall of her small breasts and taut nipples. She woke at my touch and watched me closely with a sweet and slightly shy smile accentuating the pink flush of her cheeks.… 阅读更多内容

My brother was getting married to his long-time high school sweetheart and I was among the bridesmaids. So was Anita, one of the bride’s sisters. I had had a crush on her the entire time my brother dated her sister, but nothing ever came of it, largely because she was so young – she had just turned nineteen. And I didn’t even know if she was into girls. When I first saw her at the wedding, she took my breath away. She looked so delightful in her pale pink satin bridesmaid’s dress, its tightly fitted cut highlighting the curves of her small pert breasts, her slim waist, her trim hips and her cu… 阅读更多内容

Note: This is largely true. It started rather innocently, by accident actually. I was 18 and was staying at my best friend April's house for a sleep over slumber party. Sometime that night April’s mom Janet came home. She had been out partying with her office friends. I was in the kitchen making myself a drink when Janet came to make herself something to eat. She said hi and began to chat with me. I had never really paid much attention to her and as I was talking, I began to check her out. I was surprised at how pretty she was. Shoulder-length strawberry blonde hair and big, brown eyes that… 阅读更多内容

I’m Selina and am a student at an expensive junior college for girls – a finishing school, located in southern New England. I just turned nineteen and am told I am as pretty as a doll, with shoulder-length dark curly hair and deep large brown eyes. I have a statuesque body: five feet eight and a thin athletic build, small breasts and long shapely legs. With my height and build my tear-drop shape tits are even more noticeable than is warranted by their actual size (32A). I get quite a lot of attention at my all-girl school, with its female-only teaching and support staff. Some of this attention… 阅读更多内容

I have known since I was very young, I was attracted to girls. That said I wasn't that sort of lesbian that automatically broadcast that I was gay. I kept a slim athletic build and always tried to look feminine. Recently I have been trying a new look, cutting my short but not too short, and going blonde. I’ve taken to wearing sports tops that showed off my abs, my best feature. My breasts are still little more than large pimples, but my prominent nipples look good in a tight top. I remembered back in my early years of high school when I worried about my tits as they remained flat during much… 阅读更多内容

Stephanie and I had been roommates for a couple years after leaving college. Stephanie was unaware that I was a lesbian until about a year ago, but never came on to me. She had had a bad experience the last time she dated a guy and hadn’t been on a date in over a year. Tonight she was set to meet Stewart, a man she’d met through a friend of a friend. They learned that they shared similar tastes in music and movies. But, they had only spoken on the phone and the thought of meeting a guy on a date put her in a whole new stratosphere of panic. Stephanie was beautiful; no other word did this woma… 阅读更多内容