The street is lined with stately old maple trees, with strong branches casting a fresh, green, protective glow over the street. Two states and four hours after leaving the diner, I pull into the administrative office's parking lot. The temporary confidence awarded my by the kindly waitress and the classic soul marathon on the radio had vanished. I had no...
The ox drawn cart had just pulled into the city in front of the 8th Street produce market. Immediately the slaves rushed to haul the crates of fruits and wheat from the cart's bed to deposit the contents into the market's bins. The merchant stood barking at passers by that fresh fruit and produce was available at reasonable prices. His bin filled to overflo...
This story is a work of fiction (mostly) and involves sexual acts between women If this offends you or is illegal, please stop reading now. Written by a dirty woman named Valerie, you can reach me through the link below with positive comments. Thanks to all those that have commented so far, I really enjoy writing these stories and I am glad you all take enj...
Darling Readers, Technically this is Chapter 2, Part 2, but don't let that worry you. It follows on just fine from before. Sorry it took so long to get to you - please, I adore receiving your comments, and ideas, and I respond to many. All the usual things apply..please don't read if you are too young - and don't do drugs. These are just impossibly decade...
My bum's still sore as I perch on the edge of the stool in Camilla's boathouse, my iPhone pressed to my ear. "It was so kind of you to invite us over," I hear Fiona imitating Camilla's polished tones. It's kind of muffled, the way Camilla's hidden the phone at her end but I can just about make out what they're saying. "Well it was the least I could do for...
"Go on home, I'll be fine here for just a bit longer." Looking around, I realize I have no say in her decision so it's best to just let Tami have her way as usual. Casting the final doubting glance in her direction, I turn and leave her in the backroom. The hot sun beats down on my freshly burned skin. Swimming for over five hours without rubbing on sunscre...
The bed was soft against my bare skin, a contrast to the hardwood floor I'd spent so much of the evening kneeling on. I should have felt comfort knowing our near nightly ritual had concluded, but I couldn't. There was no comfort to be found. The crisp white sheet was pulled taut over my nude form, and it felt like a straight jacket binding us together. In re...
The summer sun shines through the gap in the white sheers over her window, casting a wedge of light across me. The sun is warm upon my black bikini. I lie there sprawled on my back, my muscles tired from our swim. My heart is pounding not from the past exertion, but in anticipation as I watch her. She is well aware of my happy stare, her eyes staying fixed o...
Cory dresses for the hunt. She's hot and she wants action tonight. Black denim, black silk blouse, silver rings, dark hair slicked back. The face is pale, almost deadly enough to make a femme tremble. Cory wants them wetting their pants when she walks into the bar. She wants a slender blonde with pink nipples and a pale white ass. As she imagines the blonde,...
Rain smiled as she walked down the beach with her fiancé and lover, Marina. The Pacific Ocean was so... BIG! It was the first day since their arrival from Alberta, and she had dragged Marina down to the beach before they had even made it to her house. The clouds were faint, barely noticeable as the couple walked down the beach, leaving footprints on the san...