Author's note: This series is classified as lesbian sex, because the focus is the female protagonist's relationship with another female. There are some heterosexual components to the story, but I hope you'll let that slide. For this mini-series, I was inspired to go for a drunk dream-like narrative. Enjoy! *** I show up at the house. It's close to midnight...
This story is dedicated to Dee -- my little midwestde. And she knows why. You will know why when you have completed the rest of our story! * My heart quickened its pace with excitement. That night I finally met my new lover. After chatting with her for weeks over the internet, sneaking naughty little orgasms here and there with her, we barely even knew eac...
PROLOGUE: Nicole had been living at the Saint Agatha's Orphanage in Cottonwood, Rhode Island, for just over a year now; her 18th birthday a few days away. She'd come to stay at the orphanage when her parents had both perished in horrific train accident while traveling from Rhode Island to New York for an Easter celebration; she was nearly 17 at the time and...
(I must thank not only patricia51 but also a new friend who appears to have a sense of my overwordiness. Enjoy. And please remember this and only the stories on this site are copyright to me.) The messenger service was different than the usual one we use. The bike rider was directed to my cube and stood by with a flat envelope and a clipboard for me to si...
Author's Note: Chronologically this story takes place before the events in the Jacqueline and Victoria stories posted here at literotica. It introduces friends of those two. So, I apologise for confronting you with a lot of (probably) new characters and some background stories, but I wanted to get Jacqy and Tory out of the one-on-one cocoon in which the othe...
I wanted to kiss every inch of Sydney's naked body, but there was a minor problem. It's quite obvious you cannot kiss the back of a body that is tied spread eagle on a bed. Since the totality of her body was not accessible, unless I released her from her bonds, which was not going to happen, I decided to concentrate on the most important parts. So, for the n...
You know you want it. You want to feel my breath against your skin. Feel my mouth caress your body. You want to read these words and play them out in your mind. You want my fingers. You want my fingers tickling and teasing, invading and pleasing you. You want my hands. You want my hands squeezing and stroking, kneading and petting you. My Mouth, my to...
Jim did not say a word to me when I got home Sunday night and I felt my world was tearing apart. I slept restlessly that night and woke up several times to terrifying dreams that I could not remember. When daylight came I showered and dressed for work. I kissed the kids good bye and walked out the door. I didn’t know it at the time, but that would be the las...
Ever since Rebecca and I were young, we had always spent the first week of summer 'camping out' in the backyard. Normally after a few nights we would give up and end up sleeping inside; but this year we were finally 18, and decided to take our camping trip by the river not far from where we lived. You wouldn't classify mine and Rebecca's friendship as a nor...
It has now been half a year that I have been taken by Momma Melba. It has been the best half year of my life. My life now has a purpose higher than having a great social life and climbing the professional ladder. My life now consists of working hard at my job during the day. After work I spend a couple of hours cleaning Momma Melba's house in my French maid...