Chapter One Kayla Redmond gazed out the window of her red Honda Civic and noticed with appreciation the leaves on the trees which had seemingly turned to amber, scarlet, and mahogany overnight. Of course, it had probably not happened overnight, it was just that Kayla was completely immersed in her new love affair and while all her senses seemed heightened,...
Samantha leaned forward and spat, a sticky white string dangling briefly from her mouth before breaking. Humiliation, she thought, her mouth full once again, her breasts swaying with the vigorous back-and-forth motion of her right hand. Lost in thought, she'd been brushing her teeth for a full six minutes. No, not just humiliation, degradation, she reflec...
This is an edited version of Nanny Sarah. Once again, a huge thank you to Bi_Cathy for helping proofread. Hopefully we've caught 99% of the typos now. This is the third part of a three part story. Please read the other parts first. All characters in explicit scenes are over eighteen. ******* Sarah had been correct. As soon as the sky outside showed any h...
The red Honda Civic rental car came to a halt in the dirt driveway. A small figure exited the vehicle, and sighed as she looked at where she would now be living. This was her first time seeing the ranch style house in person. It looked just like the photo the real estate agent showed her, and she was grateful for that. Weeks ago she had made the arrangements...
Summary: 18-year-old Bree tells the story of her first 8 submissive pets. Note: Thanks to Jedd for the story idea and even some dialogue. Note 2: Thanks to MAB7991, Robert and goamz86 for editing the original story in 2014, and to Tex Beethoven, for helping me add a fresh coat of polish in early 2019. Note 3: This is a prequel to all of Bree's MILF seduct...
This is my second story although parts of it predate the first. Feedback welcomed. Starts slowly, goes on quite a bit. Prologue - Rachel My mother met my father while they were in college. She was studying English and had always had a religious leaning. He was studying animal husbandry and was from an ultraconservative Christian fringe group. I don't know...
Madeline Prescott woke up and quickly got into her morning routine. A 5:30 kettlebell class was followed by a return home for a shower, waking her two children, preparing breakfast, getting them out the door and into the car for their ride to school. That duty was repeated with her husband thirty minutes later. Then, it was home to clean the bathrooms, vacuu...
****Please Read This First**** Although I am posting this story in the 'Lesbian sex' category it's a love story, not a sex story and there is precious little sex in it. There's just enough, in my view, to keep it out of 'non-erotic' so, if you're looking for hot girl-on-girl action you will be sorely disappointed and I advise you to look elsewhere. So, pl...
"Separation Desolation -- Chapter Four" Note 1: Please be aware that this story is plot driven and sex is not the central focus. Note 2: The title pretty much describes the tone of this story. For those who are wondering -- there is no way I could title the first story Book I without tipping my hand there would be a Book II. Note 3: In another fairly rad...
The East Village Vintage Shop There are in New York, as in all cities, institutions that become part of the urban landscape. Zabar's, the Stage Deli, and Veniero's are among them. Veniero's is essentially a cookie store whose white boxes with maroon script are ubiquitous in the City. It sits in a small shop, now expanded to include a small café, on East Ele...