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The summer always ended with my family and the Taylors having an end-of-summer picnic at our house. This summer was no different. The Taylors were friends of the family way back before I was born. There was Mr & Mrs Taylor and their daughter Tricia who is 7 years older than me. I was 15 and Tricia was 22 when I had my first lesbian experience with her. Tricia and I were friends way back when she use to babysit my sister and me. She was the only babysitter we had and was there till I was like 12 or so. I remember having lots of fun making cupcakes, cookies, and even an occasional cake… Läs mer

Fast-forward a couple of years from Festival Experience 1 and I'm back again, only this time for the full weekend and sharing a tent with two girl friends: Alex and Lou. It's an amazing weekend with lots of great gigs, an abundance of alcohol (we'd pooled money together beforehand to take to the festival, but managed to get served anyway!) and good times. Of course, a long weekend surrounded by a lot of guys (some cute) and girls (OMG, so many hot ones) is tough on a girl that is increasingly sexually frustrated. That kinda thing was not a what we as friends had (though Lou and I have since… Läs mer

So it's getting to festival season here, which got me thinking if a couple of memories. Plus I caught some great stories/blogs lately so thought I should write something up myself! I live kinda near where a big music festival is organised each year, and I've been a few times being the scene girl I was (sometimes still is lol). The first story is one I've never actually told anyone, not even friends. It happened on the first time I went with friends with no adult supervision at all, just me and some friends (we were 'younger teens' lets say, and this must have been a couple of months after… Läs mer

It was still dark when I awoke this morning with a deep-down need...an urge to suck Leighanne that I felt all the way to my toes before I even opened my eyes. My sweet baby, fast asleep, had her legs around me, her arms around my back. I could feel her lips nearly touching mine...so close, I could feel her hot breath inside my mouth. An involuntary whimper escaped my throat with my lips to hers...I purred while gently sliding my tongue in her wet mouth. That made my body throb with need for her sweet pussy in my mouth. I could feel my juices flowing from deep inside me. Leighanne was still… Läs mer

I really need to assert something to myself. I like women - I don't have to justify the feelings. In no particular order, this is what I love about women: The sound of her voice. Those vocal inflections seriously drive me nuts and you don't even need an accent to do it. Soft voices or even lower ones - whatever! When she trails off and her voice falls, when she gets excited and the pitch rises, I just die. I am not embarrassed to say that sometimes when I hear a woman speak, I actually imagine what her voice might sound like when she's moaning or gasping. Or God help me whimpering (in… Läs mer

I woke up at 9:45 this morning and, while that may not sound like a big deal, for me it was somewhat shocking. I don't think I've ever slept that late in my life. The last week of exams was over and yesterday was my birthday, so my roommate took me out to celebrate. Her name is Lauren and she is a tall, athletic girl with a bit of a wild streak. She has lovely red hair and freckles over every part of her body that I've seen. We share a townhouse with three other girls, but they have all left for their summer trips, so it's just the two of us for the next few weeks. My name is Sarah, I'm now 22… Läs mer

I was so jealous of Marsha. We were roommates for our freshman year at college and decided to live together as sophomores. Marsha had started modeling and was making a lot of money. Her body was so perfect; she was tall and her chest was finely muscled her small but firm breasts stood high, her belly was taut and slim, with long shapely legs. The camera loved her, and that love translated into steady work for her. And I was jealous and also had a serious crush on her. She knew it and was a bit of a tease about it. In the last few months Marsha had become the preferred model of one of her age… Läs mer

I was talking with someone recently and I had some thoughts about 'waiting' and what it means for me. I began by writing some notes to her, but then felt that I wanted to put it out into the world more, unfold myself... Waiting is an important part of erotic desire. It is in the silences where we have time to go further and discover who we truly are. When I am waiting, I am with myself. I also like to 'keep people waiting'. As I watch my partners wait, I see them. It is powerful and makes me feel excited. Sometimes they wait and watch me, maybe for a sign, or maybe because they enjoy the wai… Läs mer

Last night, I had a very elaborate dream about my ex-ther****t, Jen. It was one of those dreams where there are a series of small scenes strung together to form what turned out to be a whole. Some of the scenes last for just a second or so, a fleeting image of a room or a doorway or a person. In other scenes, there were snippets of dialogue. The location kept changing, but Jen was always there or about to be there, or her presence was somehow felt in the dream. I woke up with these very vivid images in my head and these very strong sexual feelings for Jen. I should explain that while I was… Läs mer

N.B. This is a fantasy based upon real life. There is New Year's message I want to pass along. Some of my friends know that I was a victim of physical abuse and saved by someone who would become my first girlfriend. The message is that no one should ever have to suffer through or, worse yet, submit to physical v******e. If this finds you in that place -- GET OUT. Now, my fantasy: Now in my early forties, I’m fortunate to have kept my looks and figure. Now my blonde hair has a touch of gray, just enough to give me an added dash of gravitas. I’m a little over 5’9”, still thin by virtue of an ex… Läs mer

I have recently been discussing mirror play with my friend Annie and how much I like it. My friend likes to hear about what I do and what I fantasize about when I am looking at myself. She says she masturbates thinking about what I do... My followers will surely know about my interests in this kind of pleasuring oneself and also that I started it when I was a girl, tucked safely away in my room at night. I liked the lights low, so there was mystery; I could fantasize that I was with someone else, my crush, who liked to watch me masturbate. I stared into the glass that was mounted inside my… Läs mer

I was talking to my friend V the other night. She is in a different time zone than me, so when it's my afternoon, it is her night. We were chatting away about this and that, our lives, food, our desires and our sexual interests and habits. We enjoy each other's company and we like to tease each other when we talk. I was feeling sexual and I began squeezing my thighs together a little. I could tell V was tired, though, and knew she was heading towards sleep. 'I must sleep....I am so tired....' 'That's too bad, baby, I was going to ask you to take off your panties for me....' 'Mmmm.....I want… Läs mer

This is largely a true story; it happened several years before Erica. My alarm sang its awful buzz at 7 am. It was an August Friday, and I was working from home at my house on Long Island. I had decided to get an early start on the day because I had a lot of reading to do. I noticed the bright rays of sunlight streaming in through the window. I walked to the window and immediately felt the heat coming through the glass. I noticed the bright rays of sunlight streaming in through the window. I decided that I would pick up some coffee and work for a while at the beach. I drove to the beach, an… Läs mer

I had had an excruciating week in the office. Maureen felt sorry for me and gave me a gift certificate for a massage. When I opened the card and saw what it was, I gave Maureen a big hug and thanked her. "Ellen, this girl is fantastic." Maureen told me. "You have to go to her apartment -- she doesn't have a separate place or anything. A friend of mine told me about her and I've been to Amanda quite a few times and her massage makes me feel so much better ... it's just amazing. I really hope you like it." Maureen's enthusiasm had me convinced, even though I'd never had a massage before. So, I… Läs mer

Gayle and I got off the elevator and headed down the hall toward our room. We had invited to make a presentation at the national bar conference about a major case we had just won. Our firm thought it would be great publicity for both it and us. One glitch was that the bar association had decided that it would be a good team building exercise to have women share a room while attending the three days of workshops and seminars. We were both in our thirties and had been partners in the firm for several years but had not worked together until this case. We had become fast friends. I was slightly t… Läs mer

I always had a good sex life and never made a big secret about my bi-sexual tendencies, even though my first girl on girl masturbation/ sex experience occurred during law school only a few weeks before my 25th birthday. After a blazing row over my refusal to get a boob job, I dumped my then boyfriend – but only after he punched me in the face, knocking me to the ground and leaving me bloodied. My best friend, Nancy, took me to the hospital and then offered to let me live with her. She then went to the ex-boyfriend and got all of my stuff and helped me move in. I have never forgotten this act o… Läs mer

Sharon’s birthday was the following Wednesday, so I wanted the chance for just the two of us to celebrate. I made a dinner reservation for a new restaurant on the water that had just opened this summer. What interested me was that, not only was it the prettiest setting, but after 10pm or so, a DJ took over and it became a club-like atmosphere. I showered and began to search for the right thing to wear. I decided on a short, sleeveless yellow sundress that is deeply cut in the front and a tiny white thong. I was never a big make-up person (even though one of my major clients was a cosmetics hou… Läs mer

The sun was just rising behind the treeline at the back of the pool when I woke up. I looked over to look at Sharon. She was lying on her side, her back to me. She was naked. The curves of her body were erotic. I let my eyes trace the outline from her shoulders to the hitch of her waist and then the flare of her hips. She has a very sexy thigh gap through which the lips of her pussy were just barely visible. The sticky mess between my legs refreshed my mind rather quickly of the wonderful sex we had out by the pool. It then extended into my bedroom as we continued our lovemaking until we fell… Läs mer