What follows is Part 3 of the Swenson Manor Chronicles. Several months have passed since I last submitted a story. I hope you enjoy it, and will provide me some feedback both by submitting your vote, and sending comments. Chapter 1 The sky was overcast, dark, and gray with a temperature in the low thirties, and the air holding a scent suggesting the immine...
I thoroughly enjoyed writing my first story on submissive lesbian love. Here is the next part with Bella and Michelle. This story stands on its own, but I highly recommend that you read Part 01 first. As with all my stories, this will feature BDSM as Bella takes Michelle to new levels of submission introducing her to the club scene. .... As Michelle awake...
The sky was overcast, dark, and gray with a temperature in the low thirties, and the air holding a scent suggesting the imminent fall of snow. All in all this was not an unusual situation for late December in a part of the country where a white Christmas was very much the norm. “Buzzzz” went the doorbell. At the door was a man from Brown (UPS) with a spec...
During the past few years, my wife Sherry and I have had a normal relationship. Normal, I guess one could say is in the eye of the beholder, for what I thought was normal, Sherry found to be down right boring, uneventful and not how she wanted to spend her evenings. She decided a little spice was in order. When I think of Sherry, I think of a beautiful, sel...
Thank you readers for your continued support and cheering me on to write more of this story!! Hope you enjoy! Please leave feedback, I love to hear comments on my stories. Sophie followed Sherri out of the cell and held her gaze to the floor. Sherri walked ahead of her even with the guards. “Well, what do you think Sher? Is she gonna be a good one or...
Author's note: This story flows from the "Dawn's Orgy" series. With the exception of a liberal use of fantasy it is very true to actual events in my life. It is so sad the homophobia runs rampant everywhere. Following spring break, the campus retuned to normal activity. The cheerleaders practiced artistic dance routines for the upcoming baseball season....
Amy, ex-bitchy prep and current Slave-Slut of the Mistress Veronica, suddenly woke up in the backseat of a car. She could just barely hear a song she had never heard before playing on the car's radio ("Demon of Love" by The Sharp Things) "Mistress?" Amy asked uncertainly. A voice came back, "Yes." "What's going on?" The cheerleader asked. The teacher res...
She picked up her journal, the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life, and as she turned the page she smiled as the memories came flooding back to her as she recalled the pleasure and knowledge they gave her. She came across an entry marked "BBQ" and her smiled broadened as she recalled the day she first got together with Wendy... ***...
I keep visiting lots of online forums and chatrooms related to sex and lesbians, to meet like-minded people and find out more about myself. There, I met Martina. She's 9 years older than me and bored in her marriage, so while looking for a new rush she tried to find out how it would be with a woman. We liked each other right away and were both noobs in the...
Jen was a typical mother, and stay at home housewife, with two kids. Generally unassuming and 'ordinary,' Jen's main aim in life seemed merely to carry out the duties of a caring mother and dotting wife. Now 35, Jen still maintained much of the youthful 'girl next door' attractiveness her husband was drawn to all those years before. Her fine, shoulder length...