Chapter 1 A girl stands in front of a metal gate. She is alone. Simply dressed in a faded denim jacket, black leggings and grubby trainers. On her shoulder hangs a white PVC bag. The word 'SLUT' in huge black letters has been scribbled on the bag. At 18 years old she should have grown out of her selfish disposition but she looks grumpy and resentful, still...
When I write my stories, I am concerned with one an only one thing - trying to create a mood of tenderness and longing. Sometimes I probably over do it. And I end up getting into such heightened state, I get really worked-up - and I write most of the really "haunted" love stuff when I am right on the edge. When I re-read my stories, I can tell that parts we...
Gentle readers, for those of you who don't like when we play with honey a lot, worry not. This is not about playing with honey...it's only how it got started, and it's only a little, so please stick with me. This is an actual sexual account, so I had to include it. Thank-you! This is the longest thing I've ever written, I think, but so much happened! When...
I love banking. I love it. The adrenalin. The buzz. The intellectual demands. And - the money. Wait a moment - why did I use the present tense? I should have said, "I loved banking." I loved it until the discrimination suit which went in my favour, but which also meant I was out. The payoff was huge. And, to be fair, my legal team were persuasive. Keep...
I arrived in Orlando in the early hours after a 12 hours of flying covering 4200 miles, I collected my hire car and read the directions to my hotel. I could nor make sense of the directions so being a clever Scottish lass I waved down a cop car, I explained my problem and I guess my mini skirt shapely legs and the bags under my eyes, the cops took pity on th...
Thanks for the kind reception to my first effort. Your comments were appreciated (only a few trolls). I did not realize that 2 ½ pages would translate to only one when posted. ***** Gina returned home highly aroused, but also worried. She was worried that she had been too aggressive with Rebecca. Her previous attraction to the young woman, coupled with the...
This is a transcript of an actual e-mail 'conversation' I had with my good friend Rebecca. I've decided to publish it for your enjoyment -- it's too good to keep private. Then read my notes at the end. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Becky, my pussy is so warm and juicy this evening, don't you wish you could be here with me? I'd instruct you to make me a cafetiére of h...
Rose woke up feeling warm and dreamy. She had that giddy euphoria that accompanied a good night's sleep. She yawned while smiling to herself, covering her mouth with the back of her hand as the other arm stretched. Her whole body felt nice and tingly. She hadn't slept that well in ages. But, then again, she always slept well after an orgasm. An orgasm? Holy...
Sweet Josie. We met last year when she was assigned as my dorm roommate on my freshman year. Summer is fading into fall and now, at the start of our junior year, we chose to room again. A little shorter than me, her tight little body, her brown sugar colored hair and sex bed hazel eyes, causes boy's heads to turn when she walks down the dorm halls. But she's...
Once again, you'd be well advised to read the earlier parts of this story, particularly Chapter 5 which is referred to below. It's been several months since I wrote here but I thought you might like to know what happened after that crazy night when three couples went totally around the bend and experienced that which would have been previously unimaginable....