Transference Ch. 02: Meredith Logan If Kara Brandon was the All American Girl, Meredith Logan was the antithesis. Meredith Logan was 42. Reared in a strict Irish Catholic household in Boston with an abusive father she took to alcohol, drugs and sex as early as possible. Meredith Logan was the "plain" looking girl from high school and college. The plain...
This night was only going to end one way now, and Cassandra was going to make sure she made the most of every second. As she kissed Laura's soft lips, one of her hands moved behind her own back and slowly began to unzip her dress. When it was about three-quarters down, she stood up straight. Laura looked up at her from her glazed eyes and Cassandra smiled a...
Her hand is so strong an insistent; the sensation shoots from my clit into my stomach. I can't stop my pelvis from squirming. "Watch me, baby...look into my eyes." She tells me as she continues to massage my crotch. I look at her and her gaze is so intense; deep into my eyes and down into my soul. If my mind wasn't so focused on the sensations shooting th...
I was fat. The folds of flab had reached over my lap and would rest midway between my thighs and knees when I sat. My upper arms wobbled as I walked, and my thighs rubbed together enough to cause a pimply rash. My lover said she adored my obesity, that women should not pander to male fantasies of beauty. She came hardest on the days I had my regular short-ba...
After a paradise day skiing, the hot tub was a fitting complement. Pulling off her fashionable ski gear, Dani stretched her trim body in front of the floor to ceiling window. A transparent reflection of her naked body was superimposed on the scene of sparkling snow and jagged mountains. She slipped into a green bikini. Dani poured herself a glass of chilled...
After the shock of being near raped by the two bull dykes in the room next door, I was well aware that Smith was in need of a great deal of TLC. I removed my hand from inside her bloomers and took her delicate face between my hands and started to kiss her shy lips, there was, at first, no response. It was as if she had been rendered numb. I half expected her...
Author's comments: "This is, clearly, a continuation from the 1st chapter. This story picks up right where the first left off. So this really won't flow well, if you haven't read the first one. I would also like to thank everyone for the wonderful feedback on the first part!!!" This has been another addition of author's comments. Brought to you by the lett...
The gallery was bustling with people. Jess had a hard time wading through the sea of guests who've come to the art extravaganza that opened that night. The atmosphere of excitement was unmistakable. Wow, Conrad must be in cloud nine with the turnout, she thought as jostled her way to the office. Two days ago, the owner of the gallery frantically called for h...
It's early morning and I haven't slept in days. The sun is brushing up against the horizon and the last twinkle of the stars is fading into a rich blue glow behind the silhouettes of the trees. I've been working at the club all night, drinking vodka and smoking cigarettes. The air is chill and fresh and it makes my eyes feel hollow and my body feel sharp. I...
Amy woke up in a daze. Sleepiness clung to her and she struggled to open her eyes. What had happened to her last night? She vaguely recalled a party, some drinks and a cavalcade of laughing faces and perhaps board games? Maybe not board games by the end - she somewhat remembered playing some obscure variant of Liar's Dice in which the players could take a sh...