Word Count: 24,643 *** Every step felt like the spot where her knees would fail. Her heels screamed when they smacked the asphalt, a pain that reverberated in her thighs and chest. Autumn was slipping into winter. The cold bit her nose and turned her eyelashes into daggers. Even so, she kept running. Lap twelve was all momentum so when she reached the...
It was a dark and cold night. Tom could hear the late night noises of central New York City in the distance. There was a smell of dust and abandonment in the old deserted factory. The windows were all cracked or broken. Pieces of glass lay shattered on the dusty floor. The walls were dirty and stained and the paint was peeling off like old skin off a snake....
The question hung in the air of the loft like a big annoying, slightly under filled helium balloon. But instead of saying 'happy birthday', it said something quite different. "So, sisters huh?" Ava sat on the chair, legs crossed, sipping her coffee and looking every bit the naked sexy woman she looked like earlier. Except now she had asked a question I ce...
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...
(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...
Elain here -- I'm back. Sorry for the delay, but I had to rest my fingers. Typing wears me out, and I needed my fingers for something else. I think you can probably guess what it was. In response to the multiple queries -- yes the twins are fine. More specifically to answer the one person who asked "how [they] were hanging", the answer is: THEY'RE NOT! They...
** 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...
I was a little dazed after this latest encounter. She really was just teasing me. I realized that I needed to come up with something to get her back. I normally didn't think in these terms and that was a problem for me. I sat on the bed for a few minutes before remembering how Aidan reacted to my volleyball shorts. I grinned and went to my dresser. I pulled...
Author's Note: Welcome to my latest story and second entry into the April Fools contest. This story is extra special to me because it not only features another peek at my "Circle" series, but I am bringing back an old favorite. Allison is the main character in several of my first stories here and it was fun to revisit her. Enjoy. LC68. Allison Saunders jump...
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...