Rebecca stood in the middle of the restaurant and bit her lip hard. Her cheek stung from Brian's slap and she was desperately trying to hold back tears. As she looked around, the eyes of the patrons were looking anywhere but at her. They were embarrassed for her and tried to casually go back to enjoying their dinners. She looked around and saw the washrooms...
A few months ago, my fiancé and I traveled from Chicago to San Juan, Puerto Rico to visit his mother for a holiday. He's a lawyer in the city of Chicago and I am a social worker. We thought that it would be a nice experience to get away from the hustle and bustle of the big city and thought that if we go visit his mother in Puerto Rico that it would be aweso...
Lily shoulders her bag awkwardly time and time again, in that annoying way women do when they neglect to keep it from sliding down their arms. She toys with the fabric of a dress, licking her teeth apprehensively as she peers into her bag. After some serious rifling around, she comes to the conclusion she was expecting. Pouting, she turns to her little comp...
Authors note -- Thank-you for reading my first story published here. I would like to point out that while some of the details in this story are details from my own life, the story itself is purely fictional. This is only the first part of this story as it ended up becoming a much bigger story than I originally thought. There is a bit of a long build up so if...
Rebecca woke up in the middle of the night and felt Maeve against her. She grinned and felt her pussy wet and sore. She wanted to return the favor and moved between Maeve's legs. She parted her thighs and breathed in the scent of her juices. She leaned down and began to do what she loved to have done to her. She was so aroused at the feeling of Maeve's hard...
Since my return to Exeter I have been trying out some of my old haunts trying to find my new way in the world, one thing I have realised is that I am older and the life I once led is no longer an option. My mind turned to the women I have been friends with over the years my first port of call was Lynda. She had been in an abusive marriage when I first met h...
My life was crashing down around my head. Luckily I got out of an abusive marriage, but in order to get out safely I had to give up everything I had. Oh, he let me have my clothes and some personal items. The only good part was that I got a permanent restraining order against him with a court mandated two year sentence for any violation. I should have been...
PROLOGUE: Nicole had been living at the Saint Agatha's Orphanage in Cottonwood, Rhode Island, for just over a year now; her 18th birthday a few days away. She'd come to stay at the orphanage when her parents had both perished in horrific train accident while traveling from Rhode Island to New York for an Easter celebration; she was nearly 17 at the time and...
I have always been a bit of a tomboy. I like to wear my hair short because it is easier, and I think it flatters my round face and brings out my bright blue eyes. I am rather short at 5’1”, and weigh 140 pounds. Some people would say I am a little stocky but I am not fat just muscular. I have a rather large 38c chest, which on my short frame appears even lar...
Call me Mak, because I know that for you Westerners, the Somali ethnic name Makkah is tough to pronounce. My name is Makkah Abdullah and I was born in the City of London, England, to Somali immigrant parents. These days, I attend Brunel University, where I study Criminal Justice in preparation for a career in law enforcement. Being Black, British and Muslim...