Hi, I'm Alicia, I'm eighteen years old and a Senior at Central High School, I'm also a varsity cheerleader there, along with my best friend and lover, Shelly. Yes, Shelly is my lover, has been since December when we got stranded at the Log Cabin Motel because of a blizzard.
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The phone rang and it was Lady.
'My husband has cancelled his trip this weekend, so you can't come over.'
I was disappointed and it must have showed in my voice.
'Don't worry. We won't have to wait long. And I will make it up to you. I will introduce you to one of my friends. I think you will like her.'
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"Go piss off and walk your fucking dog!" My girlfriend shouted at me for coming home drunk late last night.
My girlfriend and I share a flat. A new place we recently moved into and a new neighbourhood for us. And as you have gathered, we have, well it's my dog. I had slept most of the day and it was around six o'clock Friday evening. Yeah I know, lazy bastard. Well we both had a few days off work for the move. It was Friday, and we also had the weekend off. I was out with a few mates drinking, chatting, drinking, eyeing up girls, drinking... you know what young men get up to in their early twenties.
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Around 10 years ago, when we were both in our early thirties my wife and I had a relationship with another couple. It started at a party we were throwing; I'd bumped into an old college friend I'd not seen for years a few weeks prior and I'd invited her along. As I'd returned to college as a mature student she and her boyfriend were 5 or 6 years younger than us and I'd always had the hots for her.
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Hello. I've been hoping for a chance to tell you this story. My name is Andre, and I'm a city planner for a small town out west. I love my job, but every now and then I need a major break from the pressure. Maybe you know the feeling. What works best for me is to get out into the wilderness, where the loudest noise is the breeze in the pine boughs, and time runs much more slowly.
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This Ella's story. She is real, as are Dani and Gabrielle. Part of the story is true... the rest is Ella's fantasy. I've reflected exactly what she told me. For those who don't enjoy stories with interracial lesbian domination or reluctance and coercion as their themes, thank you for stopping by but please pass on.
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I snapped out of my fog just as Nicole stopped talking. She had gotten into a story about some boy she met last summer, and, quite frankly, I couldn't have cared less. Her voice was so sexy though, I didn't mind the droning on.
"Uh...mmm" My standard reply. I had been staring at her mouth. Heat prickled up to my face.
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I was fucking tired of Blair's teasing. That young woman had enjoyed tormenting me since I moved in next door. She would wear the tightest, skimpiest outfits that she could squeeze her body into. After a night of partying, she would come home and start undressing by the window, "accidentally" forgetting it was open and facing mine.
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This is a continuation of Ella's story. She is a real person (as is Gabrialla) and chapter 2 moves from fact to her fantasies. The story focuses on a dominant interracial lesbian theme. If this is not to your taste, thank you for stopping by but please pass on this and move onto a different story.
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She was sitting in a booth, facing the front door. I walked up to her and smiled. She was still beautiful, maybe even more so. Her hair was not as long as she wore it when she was a young woman; now it was just above her shoulders in a very chic, professional cut.
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