It was Monday morning and Sue watched her husband drive off to work like she had done countless times before over the last two and a half years. Watching the car disappear down the street she walked back in to the empty house with a sigh. It was getting close to three years since she had married Scott and at first it had been fun and exciting but things had...
How many terrible mornings was Lia going to cause me? I woke up feeling as sluggish as ever. All it took were a few seconds and a yawn before last night's events played back in my mind. Watching, wishing I was there. It was all too much. And yet, a part of me wanted nothing more than to do it again. I couldn't discern one thought from another, but as I wal...
I turned sideways, grasped both of her hands in mine, and forced her to turn so she was facing me. Then, squeezing her hands tightly, I confessed. "I belong to someone, Barb." "That's effing impossible!" was her immediate response. After a pause she added, "You only broke up with Jeff last weekend. You couldn't have another boyfriend already. At least not o...
This is another installment in the story of Mary, the chubby, insecure girl who became a woman thanks to the seduction of her best friend Brianna's father. Having awakened what was apparently an incredibly horny woman underneath the previously bookworm-ish exterior, Greg Mullin soon finds out that the young woman he had started out with; the shy and innocen...
Chapter One Jerilyn stared at the phone as it rang a second time. The caller ID showed her husband's name and since it was almost her bedtime she knew what to expect. When she answered the phone, Antony would start the nightly routine he established almost two years ago and tell her he had to stay at work. Again. It rang a third time and Jerilyn scowled...
FRIDAY, DECEMBER 19, 2014 - Delia Emy Nívea Ybarra clocked out from her job at 5:05 PM on her 44th birthday. She was about to go hang out at a lesbian bar in her current city of residence, Omaha, Nebraska, but her heart wasn't fully in it. She was long burned out on driving a fork lift at a loud and dirty factory, where she'd worked for the last 17 years. Sh...
Hi everyone! This could be considered a companion piece to my series "A Tribute to my Daddy." It deals with another character's emotions and motivations. Anyway, it's a strictly lesbian story that hopefully I'll be working on more as time permits. If you take the time to read it, please vote, even if you only decide to give it a 1. Also, any feedback is appr...
Alex didn't enjoy line handling, but at least it got her off the ship. Some other ship was going out to sea, and she figured she'd be used in the next line-handling excursion. It was on the way back to the USS Tet Offensive when she noticed her. She saw the small boat making its way back to the pier. And its driver was none other than BM3(SW/AW) Janet Watson...
The first rays of sunlight crept through the casement window with the unhurried stealth of a Samarian thief. Stirred from her dream-sodden sleep, Sarila reached across to embrace her lover, Mansur, but found yet again only emptiness in her bed. Wistfully she turned over and, hitching the thin night shift above her hips, slipped her hand between her thighs....
It was 2 weeks after the Indian women tested themselves against Anupama by trying to find out who could make her cum the most. (See the 2 previous stories in this series). I was driving a minibus with the 14 Indian women who were present then and now were the founding members of the Subcontinent Railway Station Sex Club. We were on the way to evaluate an unu...