Author's note: All of the characters in the Chelsea series are, of course, entirely fictitious. I've been thrilled to receive your messages of support and hope you enjoy this final instalment. As always, votes, comments and emails are welcome. ----------- Chelsea Collins emerged from her ensuite bathroom clean, refreshed and completely naked. Her husband,...
The roar of the engine filled the early morning desert air as the canary yellow 1996 Viper convertible raced down the empty highway. The young woman at the wheel paid no attention to the tableau around her as it hurried past. Her mind was on much more important matters. To anyone who owned a television, the young redhead's face was instantly recognizable. R...
"First time flying?" I heard a soft voice speak to me. "Yes. Is it that obvious?" I asked. "Well, either that or that arm rest owes you money!" she said with a laugh. I glanced down at my arm rest and I did indeed have a death grip on it. My knuckles were white and the muscles in my forearms were tense, and we were still sitting on the ground for cryin...
Chapter 2: Ashleigh's Story The weekend had passed so quickly. I spent the whole of Sunday with Helen. She indoctrinated me in the art of pleasuring a woman. We had devoured each other in every conceivable position and style till our pussies were sore and we were exhausted. I felt wonderfully satisfied and content on Monday morning. I arrived at work as usu...
Most of my stories to date have been male/female BDSM stuff (and this one moves that way too . I thought I'd try one which is a bit more 'feminist' – maybe convince readers that I don't go for violence against women. Anyhow, everybody in the story is over 18 – don't read it if you aren't! This follows the first part of 'Sylvia's Switch.' I let Susana her...
With their husbands away, Libby and Holly become closer, their initial intention to get better acquainted. They wind up sharing themselves with one another intimately. ********************** It was a lovely day at the market. The scene at Green's stall excited both women. They felt they had been included in a secret. They thought Green liked them and trust...
With her towel over her shoulder and walking in a deliberately slow pace, Anna came out of the locker-room showers. She stopped and pretended to be looking for something, bending over to dig inside her bag. Anna couldn't help it. The exhibitionist streak that had always been there had finally found a victim. Marianne had been the first to point it out. "Ani...
The secret to getting into a club was acting as if you couldn't care less, no matter what. You couldn't beg or plead or make up some story about knowing someone inside—the guys at the door had built-in bullshit radar. You just had to stand there and expect to get in. "Sorry, we're closed for a private party." The bouncer at the door was a big guy—they were...
A college student joins a softball team and finds that some members are lesbian lovers. Part 1 of 5. This story was "inspired" by a Beeline novel (remember them?) called "Softballers," though the final product bears practically no resemblance to the earlier book. About the only thing which survives is the idea of female students playing in an extracurricula...
Madelynn began the investigation by scouring as much details from the internet as she could find. Information on Sarah's public profile pages revealed little. Remembering the gossip at school that Sarah was a daughter of rich parents who owned a large company, she decided to search in that direction. Piece-by-piece, she managed to dig some interesting info....