(This story continues the adventures of Sally and her friends. It's the third in my "Days of The Week" series. They all stand pretty independent of each other, so its not a requirement you read the others. Obviously I wouldn't mind it though.) "Where the hell is that girl?" muttered MaryAnn to herself, her hands busy pulling the nylon stockings tight and kn...
Author's Note: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human...
There comes a time in every woman's life when she has to stop and say to herself, "Where am I now? Where am I going? How did I get here?" And then there are times that those are pretty darn dumb questions. Where am I now? I'm bent over the leading edge of a table. My hands are tied together and the nylon stocking used for that is looped over something on the...
Author's Note: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human...
Continuation of "My GF; Fucking & How We Met" and not recommended as a standalone work. The opening scene may be fun for all cummers, but you'll likely get very lost soon after without having read the earlier chapters. Fictional story containing graphic lesbian sex. My girl lays spread eagle, cuffed to my king-sized bed. Scarves are tied around the bedpost...
This is the final part of my long-awaited sequel series to "Remember This Moment Forever" which takes place ten years after the original story. What was originally intended to be one long story eventually grew so large that I decided to split it into four parts with a new story being posted at the end of each summer month (beginning with Part One in May and...
This is my first submission. Totally fiction. ***** My name is Mila, I am 27, 5'11, thick African American woman. About size 12/ 14 depending on the cut. I'm gay, I slept with a few men before I came out. I allowed myself to be just me and came out as a lesbian. I love women, they are the best. I would consider myself a switch but most of the time I am a...
Part One: Ah, I Don't Hardly Know Her "Not happening, Rick!" Billie shouted into the den at her third biggest big brother as she tossed his dirty jockeys, jeans, and work shirts out of her laundry basket and onto her utility room floor. "As long as you're crashing at my house, you'll wash your own damned clothes. I'm not Cherie." Billie returned to her hom...
This isn't a true story (yet) and follows from a conversation I have had, (and am having) with a wonderful friend. Hope it comes out right. * * * * * "Julie can I ask you a personal question?" said Christine as she gently massaged the sun cream into Julie's back. "Hon, with hands like that you can ask me anything you like," purred Julie enjoying the stro...
(Those of you who have enjoyed my stories know that I try to give my characters depth and real emotion. I try to put them into real situations and have them react as real people. Well, this story isn't one of those. This has no moral conclusion or message. The plot is pretty flimsy. No insult is meant to any of the very nice butches I have met before. Please...