This is a long love story in three chapters but you'll have to wait for the sex. If you want a plotless quick thrill, then there are plenty of those elsewhere on this site. Some characters from my earlier stories make an appearance in this chapter (although it is not necessary to have read those stories, it might help to know the characters). Characters in s...
Chapter 1 Scarlett woke up slowly. There was a strange smell in the apartment. She stretched and looked at the bedside clock; 5:52. The smell was stronger now and she groggily looked at the cat's litter box. It didn't need emptying and besides that, this was a good smell. She looked around the bed and saw the long red nightgown lying at the foot of the bed....
I was recently interviewed on a Danish breakfast show and whilst the main topic was my holiday farm out in Charleville, the conversation briefly detoured into my personal life and my relationship with Dolores. I said as little as possible because I've always been cautious of opening the door on your private life but afterwards as we sat in a café in Nyhavn,...
Summary: A lonely MILF discovers her surprising lesbian side online. Note 1: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert, David, and Wayne for editing. FALL OF A MILF: A Submissive Tale I was home getting dinner started when I heard the front door open, then slam shut. That was all the warning I needed; Hailey hadn't had a good day at school. She barged headlong into...
Chapter One (Friday 18th October 2002) Walking to the Dolly Blue, full of anticipation, Viola regretted her usual day-to-day clobber. If she had known she was going to be invited out on a date she would have dressed rather differently. That is to say, she would have if she'd known she was going to be invited out on "the" date she couldn't possibly refuse....
The mélange of smells from within my shop wafted out to greet me when I opened the door. I breathed deep letting the damp smell of the city streets--a wet mixture of rain, exhaust and humanity--be washed away. As always the comforting scents of my shop reminded me of my home, my so far away home of Sikar. Specifically my Nani's house, when the summer rains w...
I rolled over to look out of the window, frowning at the sound of chirping birds, and then glanced over at the clock. I shouldn't complain, right? After all, everyone had been bitching and moaning about the dark, cold, snowy winter months. Chirping birds meant spring...and ultimately summer. So what if it was 8:30 in the morning? The birds weren't governed b...
Monday 22nd June I sit behind the curtains today to make sure she can't see me, but she doesn't come past. I nearly freaked last Friday when she waved at me, how long has she known that I watch her as she walks past every day? What prompted her to look up at my window and wave? I look quite normal if I'm half hidden by the curtains, but still I need my anon...
Chapter One (September 1997) The sobbing was coming from room 443; Madhu's room. It just wasn't in Angie's nature to walk on by. Priests and Levites might have been capable of passing on the other side of the halls corridor, but she wasn't. She lightly rapped her knuckles on the door. No response. The sobbing continued. Angie rapped a little harder. 'Ma...
2 Mistresses: Pet Training Day 3 Summary: Two women train their pets about obedience in different ways Note 1: Thanks to hfernandez1983 for the original idea for what turned out to be a very lengthy, complex story in the vein, I hope, of my 'Catching Mommy' series except without the incest (mostly). Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert, and Wayne for e...