For context, please read "The Wall" Comments and criticism always welcome - JJS Harshaw Joy's Friend "Uh...Vicki, this is Melanie Craig. I'm a friend of Joy's." There was a pause and then a groggy "hmmmm" on the other end of the line. "I'm sorry...I'm a morning person." The voice was husky with sleep. "No. Ummmm, no, that's ok. I was just going...
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...
One Fling, Two Girls: Home From College It seems so long since I last laid eyes on her pale butterscotch skin or let my glance rest on her vibrant brunette hair ending just below her shoulders. Come to think of it, I haven't seen her in over six months now. Even though I can not recall the exact moment I met her, I still clearly taste the moment her teal bl...
My friend Jackie Macy and I first met each other about twenty years ago, when we first shared a room at the college during the first year. Jackie was a real flirt at college: right from the fresher's ball, it was quite clear that I, Muriel Grey, was to be the dull companion to the dazzling brunette. My closed-off frowns, my early nights and my short black h...
My first "submission" in this category. For Sharon to whom this story is directed and dedicated. * * * * * "She is an absolute first class bitch" you screamed at your partner "Not gorgeous Gloria again" she replied, "What's she done now" "I told you about this conference where I have to make a presentation, well that bitch has persuaded the boss that we...
Four young women shared an apartment as they made their way through University. The most recent flatmate was amazed at the others' lack of modesty. They always seemed to be undressed to various degrees, often naked, which she found delightful as they were all quite beautiful with bodies they were obviously proud of. In time she became less reserved, even dis...
It seemed like the start of a perfect day in late summer. It would be many weeks before the leaves began to turn red and gold. A black car threaded its way slowly along a deserted country road. Its journey had begun in the city centre and now, after an hour, it was in the depths of the countryside. The car entered a narrow lane and stopped outside the only...
Carol had been looking forward to the weekend seminar in a remote seaside resort town that she had never visited previously. The seminar was aimed at a group of middle aged professional women, most of whom came from 'suburban marriages', and who were unused to the privilege of weekends away from household routines. Extreme disappointment was the best way to...
Author's Note: I'd like to apologize to all of the diligent fans of my stories who have read, enjoyed, and written to me. It's been way too long since my last post and though I regret the long delay, it was inevitable. Life has a way of doing that to you sometimes. However, here is a short story for your enjoyment (I hope), which is my way of getting the kin...
Nika burst into the room and exclaimed "I've found it I've found it," before throwing her arms around me and kissing me so hard my lips hurt. Nika was not her real name; she was half German and half some small obscure Middle Eastern principality. Her given name was almost unpronounceable so we all called her Nika. She liked that. Nika was my room-share dur...