I waited for my husband Robert to come home. My new lover, Trish, had left earlier that afternoon, and I knew I had to be honest with Robert. I didn’t want to hurt him, but I couldn’t deny my feelings. I thought about the events of the day: meeting Trish just that afternoon, making love with her, and knowing in my heart that she was someone that I could not...
The orange color of my mood ring that I wore as an affectation transfixed me and tangibly reflected my spiraling speculative journey. A toast had changed my carefree evening into one that was fraught with personal exposure. I stood frozen holding a wine glass up in the air. I did not know what to do. I had been flirting all night with this woman who was my...
My girlfriend and I were driving back from a hot weekend we had spent at a lesbian hideaway up in Provincetown. Annie was only eighteen and was still living at home. So taking her away to a luxurious Bed & Breakfast for a wild weekend of raw sex was a treat I had planned for her birthday. The traffic on the turnpike back to Boston was nice and smooth unt...
I had linked my arm in hers as we were exiting the building. I had been joking about her unsteadiness, but in reality, my companion was a little wobbly. The cute little red-haired girl (I thought of her as a little girl but in reality, she was almost as tall as I am in her heels and I am a flat-footed 6'1". And her body? Definitely not a little girl's body!...
This story started as a character study and developed, with the characters telling me who they are. This is adult material and no children below the age of 18 have permission to read it. * * * * * Chapter 1 "The course of true love never did run smooth." Act I, Scene 1, from A Midsummer's Night's Dream - William Shakespeare From her bedroom window Ann...
(Author's note. There is basically no sex in this chapter. Rather, it is an attempt to wrap up the situation we created in the last chapter. We realize no matter how this story ends someone isn't going to like it but that's okay, this is how we think it would. Anyway, you were warned.) (Dorothy) I looked up as Patti stood at the side of the bed, not hiding...
Due to a lucky accident, we were lying on the floor. I was three inches from her gace. I glanced down at her full, pink lips. But let's rewind. As I said, this was an accident. I had no business being this close to my English teacher. My married English teacher. She's a brunette, and when she lets her hair down it always falls into the most perfect waves....
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...
There are two main categories for this piece. Lesbian Sex and Fantasy (supernatural hero stuff). Enjoy. There she was. My old high-school teacher, my first crush ever. Her green eyes sympathetically looking into mine. Her fingers brushing strands of hair out of my bloody face. "Are you alright?" her lips form these words that don't register in my ears...
This is the forth chapter in the Charlie series. All characters, events, places, and anything else you can think of are figments of my imagination that I put down on paper (metaphorically) for your viewing pleasure. Also, as a side note, no sex this chapter so if that’s what you’re looking for, sorry! -- I woke up briefly. It was like trying to walk throu...