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Aminathius
2 months ago
Lesbian Female, 30
United States

Stories

Series

Make Love To Me With Your Voice

All I had to do was open my mouth and sing to him softly, and he was all mine.

"God dammit, why can't I focus today?" I muttered to myself as I brought my fists down on the piano keys in front of me. Today had just been ridiculous. As an avid classical vocalist and pianist, I knew I needed to practice at least two hours every day, but today it had been difficult. My mind kept wandering off, drifting away to some unknown thoughts floating about in my head, causing my normally nimble fingers to fumble...

Feeling Adventurous (Part Two)

The continuing story of trying new things with my beloved fiance.

I obeyed his wishes and got up from my bed, switched off the light, and then walked to my dresser. On top of it I kept three candles for such an occasion as this; I had just bought them recently and had yet to try them out. I took my lighter and lit each one, setting them in a line on the dresser top so they cast a soft, romantic glow over the room.I then turned to him, then blushed when I saw the look on his face; it was...

Feeling Adventurous (Part One)

A true story about my fiance and I this past weekend.

My fiance and I are very much in love. Yes, some would say that the fact that we are engaged suggests that in itself, but even though we have been engaged for eight months and having sex for only about a year, the spark has not left our relationship like it does some couples. There is still that wonder and awe attached to these acts; I suppose the fact that he was my first and he is my only has a lot to do with this; he t...

The Life of a London Heiress (First Chapter)

In the 1840's, a British heiress fantasizes about her husband to be.

December, 1848"Jennette, darling! I have good news!" My mother said to me one morning when I came down to breakfast.I hid an unladylike yawn behind my hand as casually as I could manage, then acknowledged her graciously. "What is it then, Mother?" I asked as brightly as my early-morning grogginess would allow.She giggled; even for my Mother, this was a bit exuberant; my curiosity and suspicion piqued."I've found the perfe...