This is the continuation of 'The Artist and her young lover' and it will make little sense unless you have read the first part. To Recap: Milly's wife, a police officer, was killed and her friend's daughter, Fiona, provided comfort through Milly's grief. The following year Fiona decides to study at university, near to Milly's home and spends a lot of time...
Vivian sat on the side of the hospital bed, shoulders hunched, and stared down at her feet. Her straight black hair hung around her face, shrouding the rest of the room from view. Darren, her brother, had assured her she'd come in wearing those clunky, thick-heeled boots, but she didn't remember buying them. A lot of things from the last two months were fuzz...
Hello friend, and welcome to Chapter Two of my series, Wheels In Motion. If you haven't read Chapter One yet, that's going to be a problem for you here. Fortunately, you have the power to go fix that right now! Go ahead, I'll be here waiting when you get back. Done? Okay, carry on! Special thanks to my editor, AwkwardMD, and my beta-readers Salandar and Ar...
Author's note: This story contains mentions of fecal consumption, and heavily focuses on the fecal fetish. The author does not participate in such activities. All science is out the door as well. Please make sure you are over eighteen, and this is not forbidden material where you reside. Please leave now if you are offended by this type of story. Otherwise...
THE SEDUCTION GAME Zoe is drawing closer to Lisa but she's still in a relationship with Grant that is drawing to its inevitable conclusion, leaving her free to experiment but Lisa is still struggling to come to terms with her own past. Meanwhile, Charlie also has her eyes on Zoe but feels out manoeuvred by Lisa's greater maturity and her growing friendship...
Author's Note Thank you for all the encouraging emails and comments. I apologise this chapter took so long. Special thank you to Maonaigh for editing (I tinkered post edit). Enjoy and please, please let me know what you think. **************************** "Zara, two o'clock is the earliest I can manage, sorry hen," the man apologised in...
(Dedicated to Margaret (my Margarita) for her patience with me, for her strength and her wisdom, for bringing out all my innermost secrets, and most of all, for teaching me the meaning of devotion and love as only another woman can understand.) * It was morning ... that was obvious. I could see the first rays of sunshine streaming into the room through the...
It might have been my stirring as I came awake that roused Shade. She snuggled in closer then, apparently realizing that there was a body with her in her bed, lifted her head, looked at me with puffy, sleepy eyes, and smiled. She rose, leaned over me, and kissed me warmly. Voice husky with remnants of sleep, she said, "Hello slut. What a pleasure to wake up...
** November 27th, 2015 ** Lissy Saturday night, late, my phone rang. "Good lord, who's calling you so late at night," Kara asked, her voice thick with sleep. "It can't be good this late, babe," I said as I opened the phone. It was Rachel, who was crying. My heart sank, and I felt myself tense. "Honey, what's wrong? Are you okay?" "It's June, Mo...
This story deals with themes of reluctance and coercion in a lesbian setting. If you think you might be offended please find yourself another story. * Chapter 1 I was naked and terrified. I could move nothing but my eyes and could see little except the blankness of a white ceiling. I tried to call out but I had no voice. I desperately tried to gather m...