It had been an evening straight out of a romance novel, Miranda Wagner thought to herself. Seated in the back of a stretch limousine with a crystal champagne flute in her hand, Miranda admired her professionally manicured nails as well as the sparkling diamonds and pearls adorning her wrists, ears and sleek neck. As her mysterious man of the evening filled...
Sex section is bookended with ~~~. Feel free to quit reading at that point if you're not into plot. Standard Boilerplate: Contains graphic lesbian sex to be enjoyed by legal adults. Characters not meant to resemble anyone living or dead, fictional or real. Comments welcome! I step inside out of the Seattle rain and kick off my sensible business-heels,...
I. The Drain Amie turned to close the wooden door to her rented room. As a traveling apprentice of the Scholar's Guild she often made do with the barest accommodations; this backwater country inn was certainly no exception. The door was mounted on a sliding rail, unusual in her travels but stirring fond memories of a dairy farm near the Guild where she'd so...
Kristi wondered what these feelings were all about. She was married with three children. Her marriage was almost a fairytale according to her closest friends. Yet here she sits wondering what it would be like to make love to her best friend and her husband. ******************** Kristi had been involved in a threesome before, once during college. It had bee...
I opened my eyes at 7 AM. My mind was blank at first. As I tried to move, I felt Lata's body on top of me. Lata was still sleeping, breathing on my shoulders. Her dark, naked body resting on mine. I could feel the smell of her body, mixed with a natural human sweat odour. Her boobs were pressing my boobs, I remembered she was sucking on them during the last...
Sue Prescott was to all appearances an ordinary suburban housewife. She was five foot ten and blonde with large full breasts and wide hips. Her legs were long and toned and her waist was trim. Sue worked out four times a week at the local gym and ran every morning to keep her body in shape. She lived in a big duplex with a nice green yard in the center of a...
Niki started at the ceiling of her room, the same ceiling she had started at each and every night since she had been born in this house twenty-one years ago. The white paint had long since turned grey and was peeling in places. If her father had still been alive, she was sure he would have come up with an ingenious way of making paint from what was were avai...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I started this story back in 2005 although back then it was very different from what I am now offering: even the storyline is very different. When I re-read the story I decided to delete all but the first few paragraphs. Enjoy! *** With a huge sigh, I turned onto the long drive...
Walking up the path to Jennifer Dean's front door, past the neatly tended rose beds and the immaculate lawn, Victoria clenches and unclenches her hand around the handle of her sports bag. Right now, that slim faux-leather strap is about the only thing between Victoria and losing it completely. It's only nine in the morning, but she is perspiring freely. Vi...
It was amongst the advertisements for gifts for him and her, subscriptions to various exotic journals and unique things for the house and garden. It leapt out of the page, grabbing my attention and I felt my heart flutter with excitement as I first scanned then carefully reread the item. "A few Very Special People are to be Selected to Attend a Small Intim...