I walked down the long hall to the room I shared with my sister, Jade, after school. She'd managed to catch the earlier bus, she had English last, and I had gym so I'd had to change out of uniform. Our parents had been divorced since we were 7 and we both lived with our mom, who worked long hours to keep a roof over our heads so we were alone most of the t...
I opened my eyes to what should have been a brand new morning, batting them slightly wondering why it was still dark, finally realizing that I still had on my sleeping mask. This time, I wasn't surprised by the foreign thumb resting in my mouth. Jessica was breathing lightly on my neck again and I started to run last night's (or rather this morning's) events...
It's Valentine's night. I should be out with some hot guy, some hot guy that'll take me out to that cozy little Italian joint I like and buy us an overpriced bottle of really good Cabernet Sauvignon so I can get completely blitzed, lose my inhibitions and let him take me home and screw me every which possible way, I was thinking. Notice I said I should be o...
I had never had any lesbian relationships before that night. Not anything that could even been considered that sort of experience. Well, maybe when I was very young and another girl my age compared chests to see if our tits were growing yet. They weren't but she rubbed my chest and I rubbed hers in the hope that might get things started. About all I remember...
"You need to get out for a while and try and play the field!" came the voice of Victoria, a blonde bombshell of a woman as she walked into the living room, wearing a tight fitting red dress that hugged to her large breasts and showed off her long and lean legs. With a smirk, she grabbed her friend Alyssa's arm and pulled her over to the bedroom. "Change! It...
Life can be tricky, it can also be boring, slow, and repetitive but, most of all, it can be wonderful. I learned the first one while picking up innuendo, a hidden meaning, in my best friend Trish's jokes. I'm Sarah, and I'm here to tell about a time I had with my friend Trish that turned into a long time of exploration. Trish and I were friends all throug...
Author's note: I've told this story before in various fora, most recently orally in the Public Library event at Venus Beach II in Second Life. But this is the first time I've begun to tell the rest of the story. It's a work of fiction. Except, of course, for the parts that are inspired by experience. (Shy, March 2015) ***** Around the turn of the millenniu...
The crunching blast of the coffee grinder tore through the small studio apartment, instantly waking Lee from her slumber. It took her a few moments to recall where she was. The exposed brick walls seemed oddly familiar, the hand-crafted furniture beside her radiated functionality and form. And the sofa she was currently lying on was ancient, and very comfort...
1 (Perfect Harmony) For two months all she knew about Lean was her music. The music stoked her orgasms. Guitar in the afternoon and the piano in the dark; the lilt of French songs, the soft wail of folk hymns, light, syncopated jazz and driving, pumping blues. She also heard snippets of a voice, low and husky, sometimes snarling, sometimes rising in a fals...
This is my first story, and I've found that it's really hard to verbalize what happens when people hit on each other. If anyone has any suggestions as to how I can exactly describe the body language, tone of voice, etc. so that readers can experience it like I did, that would be appreciated. I hope you like reading the story. I sure as hell liked writing abo...