Dinner Party Mystery A Girl Friday, Risk Versus Reward crossover story. * Author's Note It's been a while since Mistress Natasha and the lovely Charlotte and Juliet have had a new story. Now they have a series. If you're at all familiar with this trio, you know the kinky fun they get up to. If not, I would suggest you read Girl Friday, The Third Whee...
Gia woke up to Mrs. Rutherford pushing up her nightgown and rolling her onto her left side. Morning sunlight spilled into the room and the soft morning lake breeze caressed her naked bottom. She was no longer tied to the bed, but Gia knew to cooperate and behave. She sensed rather than saw that Reginald was in the room, near the door, waiting for Mrs. Ruther...
I wrote this story in 1999. It was one of my first attempts at erotic literature. It is purely fictional, unlike my later stories. Sweet Caroline. I will never forget the girl as long as I live. My Caroline. Just the mention of her name brings back such vivid, sweet memories. Yes, she was cruel, harsh, wicked; as bad as she wanted to be. But for every hour...
Chapter the First In which the principal players are introduced.... Tuesday was always a strange day for me; I don't know why, but I could always count on the bizarre, unusual, or unpleasant to make an appearance on that day of the week. This week was no exception. It began ordinarily enough, with me waiting at the corner for my bus and chatting with the f...
In this chapter we return to Mei Lin and Stevie as they go on their first date. In researching the background material for this chapter I discovered to my shock that whilst there are plenty of chicken and champagne breakfasts after a balloon flight, there's no brunch. I therefore took a little artistic license and wrote brunch into the story. Stevie rose wh...
A Walk on the Wild Side I was damn lonely and horny, and the pickings were mighty slim in Bear Creek. Maybe that's why I kept having dreams about the woman with water balloon jugs that I had watched Lenny pound in Southern California. Or maybe I'm carrying around some lesbo genes that were itching to be unleashed. In my dreams, the water balloon lady show...
Y'know how people always say you never forget your first? Well, I certainly never forgot Karen. Never will -- though God knows I tried. She wasn't exactly my first first. There had been what Lemony Snickets would call a series of unfortunate events before her. But Karen was the first girl I ever slept with as well as the first -- and so far only -- person I...
Chapter one Sheryl and I have been watching each other's backs since she were five and i seven; we vowed to be there for each other till the end of days. We grew up in an orphanage under the watchful eyes of the head mistress Rachel. We faced everything life could throw at us together. We left for the navy after graduating high school. Navy seal training wa...
The next couple of days that I came, were tense. We didn't really talk much, or even really look at each other, or at least she wouldn't look at me. I on the other hand would watch her out of the corner of my eye. I would smile every time her laughter filled the air, and think about that day. I knew there was something between us, even if she wouldn't admit...
She couldn't sleep. The neck of her tank top was wet with sweat. A damp imprint occupied the sheets on her side of the bed. But it wasn't only the heat that woke her. Her nipples were so engorged it was nearly painful. Her PJ shorts had ridden up on her hips, and her pussy was so wet that it had soaked through the crotch. She attempted to wake John and take...