Authors note: - This is a follow on to the previous episodes of Becca XXX Double Trouble. Please read them before reading this or you will not understand the plot or characters. Becca XXX. Double Trouble. Ch 12 "What do you mean, you don't have anyone available?" I hissed down the phone. "This is fucking make-or-break time here, Lexa." "I know Becca...
I'm Betty. I'm twenty-seven years old, a college graduate, a paralegal by trade, and a would-be artist and recently divorced. That's about as much of my personal history that you need to know for the purposes of this story. As to what I look like, I'm five feet six; I have dirty blond hair and brown eyes. I have a decent figure. I'm not huge breasted or beau...
This is the second part of a two part story Abandoning herself to a Tameka special Was that the time? Five in the morning? Beth shook her head to herself as she tiptoed down the soft stair carpet towards the kitchen. Luke was working so many long hours on the Smithson case that she didn't want to wake him. He could use all the extra sleep he could get and...
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...
To Katie who read parts 1 & 2 and gently insisted she wanted more, this story is dedicated with love. Her word is my command. * * * * * The two sisters went out to the kitchen where a pizza and freshly poured glasses of red wine awaited them on the scrubbed pine table. Although Jennifer Armstrong was twenty-seven and Emily twenty-two, they were only permi...
It had been an evening straight out of a romance novel, Miranda Wagner thought to herself. Seated in the back of a stretch limousine with a crystal champagne flute in her hand, Miranda admired her professionally manicured nails as well as the sparkling diamonds and pearls adorning her wrists, ears and sleek neck. As her mysterious man of the evening filled...
"Thin" isn't a word anyone has ever used to describe me. "Beautiful" isn't either. But "sexy"? Well, that's another story. It's funny how long it takes us to come to a realization of who we really are. For me, it took just over 40 years. My whole life I'd struggled with the weight of my own expectations—always wanting to be fifteen or twenty pounds lighter,...
1. Making an exhibition of myself My husband, Andrew, decided that we were to move to the country and he would commute. I loved the new house, it was much bigger and nicer. It meant I had to give up my job though. He was in favour of that too, though I missed the interaction and some feeling of worth. But it was nice in many ways not working and it felt muc...
Chapter Twenty-Five (Sunday 28th April 2002) Rita had met Julia and Betty towards the end of her first year at uni. In fact she hadn't so much "met" them as tracked them down. At the time she'd been on a mission and, going on rumours she'd heard, she had decided they could help her achieve her goal. On the face of it Julia and Betty made an unlikely coup...
Please note, the following story has graphic sexual content. If you are younger than 18, please do not read any further. Copyright by the author, feb 2007 * This moment, this very moment felt so strange. I was on my bed with a stupid catalog. I was feeling so empty and lost. The night was so quiet. For some reason, right at that moment I felt that my life...