-------------------------------------------- Acknowledgements: Much thanks to my editor for putting in all her time and effort. -------------------------------------------- Our bodies were roughly entwined, hands groping greedily at each other. "Kiss me." I leaned my head forward in response. As our lips met, I closed my eyes tightly, focusing on the se...
Author notes I thank Jellybean and Noira for putting up with me. You may need to read the first submission of this story to understand this section. The story has a conclusion to be submitted soon. ******* The past. Soon after my ninth birthday, I climbed to the roof of my house as the morning sun broke over the horizon. Perched near the edge of the roo...
Erin didn't say anything thankfully, which was good because Mindy needed as few distractions as possible. Between the car that was still bouncing around like an angry bull, the cries and moans of arousal still sounding off mere inches behind her, and the air growing increasingly stickier and mustier, it was already difficult to keep her eyes on the road. But...
"I suppose someone, somewhere, got the first ever blow job. I mean sex is for procreation, right? Essentially, that's what it is for. So, logic follows that at one point in human history there was a time before the trimmings were added. Yeah?" Harvey wasn't looking for an answer, but I nodded my head anyway, trying not to look as if I was in a rush, which I...
Editor's note: While there is group sex and bisexual activity in this story, it is about Mary, an unfortunate woman whose prudish mother and severe grandmother will neither accept Mary's lesbian life choice nor treat her wife, Luann with anything but disdain. Fortunately for Mary, she knows a secret about her mother and father that she and her wife can leve...
Retrieving her checked bag from the luggage carousel, Tess made her way through the holiday travelers, her eyes searching for, then finding, her step-mother's BMW parked in the 'pickup zone' of her hometown airport. Wisps of vapor throbbed from the tailpipe of her mother's car due to the chilly air of November, and hearing the trunk lid pop open as she appr...
"What the hell happened to you? Looks like you were rode hard and put away wet!" Vicki reached her hand towards the billowing tumbleweed atop my head. I flinched as I thought about telling her not to touch my mangled hair...still saturated in sin...but that would only raise her suspicion further! I bit my lip and squinted my eyes while Vicki freely fondled...
Dear Readers: If you are following Miranda's journey I do hope it will continue to bring you pleasure. If this is your first introduction to Miranda, I encourage you to begin with chapter one. It's worth the trip. Thank-you, YOGAKAY XXOXXOX ***** Detective Lyons Three weeks had passed and Miranda still hadn't received any calls from the two policemen...
Hello everyone, well, I'm back with another story. For those of you who read Dying to Come Out, a character or two will seem familiar. However, all characters are mine. For those who were concerned that I was ending that story, rest assured, I'm not done, just working on more than one project at a time. It's being written and I'll post it as soon as I've fin...
This is a back story I wrote for the characters in my screenplay. I wanted to explore their relationships in more detail. Hopefully I can finish Part II soon. Enjoy! * Vikki kneeled in front of Sasha, her heart pounding in her chest. She slowly undid Sasha's pants and was greeted with a strapon already strapped tightly to her lithe frame. It was so much be...