It was early Friday evening, and I stood there completely naked. I was on show, having been washed, prodded and then buffed by Paula as she tried to make me look beautiful, like a top model. As I stood there, both excited and yet scared. I looked into the...
When I woke on Thursday, a sizeable chunk of me was relieved that I had nothing planned for the day. I needed a night in and time to think, especially about what Karen had said last night. But above all, today, I needed to talk to David and hear his voice...
As we travelled to Club o-X-o our conversation was uncertain. We couldn’t help but wonder why Brenda wanted us to visit a club with a female minder, and why Donna had to dress like she had. All I could say to Karen was Brenda was educating me about her ad...
Donna, our chauffeur, opened the limo's twin doors. The sight before Karen and I, made us gasp, then grin and giggle. Our stares had taken in a restaurant table; it had been laid for two. Nothing had been skimped, with its red tablecloth, white china plat...
Brenda's camera was clicking away. My butch lesbian girlfriend had not stopped chuckling since I had told her about last night’s date with Karen. Her amusement had been first spurred by the fact that I had told my second girlfriend all about my first, the...
I walked home from Brenda’s with a renewed spring in my step. My pussy soreness was now numbed, and my bottom felt warm; it had a glow within it. Playing on my Walkman was Michael Jackson’s Bad album. It was his latest, and, despite the title, it was very...
On Tuesday morning, with the air still fresh, I escaped from my house. I wanted to make sure that there was no last-minute change of plans by my mother, as I didn’t want another day staying at home, babysitting. If things changed, Ella would be there, and...
It was Monday morning, and the full-length bathroom mirror was capturing my aching, naked body, and my physique glared back at me. What was presented to me was a continued reminder that my figure was not as perfect as Sarah's. But after yesterday’s marath...
With my embarrassment still raw, I entered Brenda’s bedroom and dropped my mauve dress on the floor. As I did so, I looked around at the seventeen full-sized, nude black and white framed photos that lined most of the grey bedroom walls. It felt like they...
It almost haunted me… Like every day, I looked across the street and there it was: Club Eden. Since we moved here, almost nine months ago, I have stared at the little red sign. Almost invisible to all those who just passed as they went about their everyda...
Brenda was smiling at me. It was just the two of us now that David and Sarah had left us. Our time had come. We stepped back into the apartment block, closing the communal front door behind us. As we did so, I felt strange and empty. My boyfriend had just...
It is 1987, the last Sunday in August, and my arm is around Brenda. She is my new bull lesbian girlfriend and my first openly gay relationship. But my life is complicated. I am standing there by the apartment block’s front door, watching, and waving as Da...
The Halloween sex party invite said a pumpkin must be part of your attire. Mine my mask. My wife’s painted on her bare bottom, her sister's idea. Cock in hand, I lasciviously look for her. In front of me, an orgy of naked bodies, probing, moaning; copulat...
The year was 1978, and I had just turned sixteen. I knew my life was going to change; it had to, as it was the start of my last year at school, and after that, college beckoned. What I did not know was those changes would start that very day, the very fir...
Wendy perched on the window seat as she looked out through the round bedroom window. Like most days since turning sixteen, she was grumpy, but today she was also annoyed, having just been grounded by her mother. “Grounded,” she muttered to herself. “I am...
