'What was she doing here?' Klara thought to herself. She had only taken one chocolate bar... for a stupid dare! She didn't deserve this. This punishment. This sick, sick punishment. She wasn't a... Well she couldn't even bring herself to say the L-word. But she knew she would be hearing it a lot in the next few days ... to the end of her life. Lesbian. The...
I was recently interviewed on a Danish breakfast show and whilst the main topic was my holiday farm out in Charleville, the conversation briefly detoured into my personal life and my relationship with Dolores. I said as little as possible because I've always been cautious of opening the door on your private life but afterwards as we sat in a café in Nyhavn,...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. *.* After her friend, her girlfriend's rejection, Gracie sat in her car and stared blankly at the rear door of the sto...
Cynthia Anderson looked down at the body of her best friend and lover, Anne Banner. Anne lay in a plain, white hospital bed with her eyes closed. Her right arm held an intravenous feed of glucose and an automatic blood pressure machine. An oximeter was on her middle finger, and the wire ran to a large machine that automatically displayed the oxygen content i...
Linda and I hadn't seen each other much since she left for college three years ago. Linda had come home from time to time, but most of the time we'd miss each other. We graduated high school together; I went to work full-time at a daycare, and she went off to study acting. We had only planned to walk to the store, but ended up near the field we spent a lot...
Author's Note: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human...
The car sped through the quiet country roads. It was a black Audi, still shiningly new but the woman drove it as though she'd been part of it for her whole life, effortlessly taking it at speed through the twisty corners, gripping the corners like a professional racing driver. They'd driven like this ever since they'd left the railway station, the woman's ca...
The night after Petal was sold as a slave to Swat in Maria’s bar in Skala Eressos, and after a full day of Petal submitting to Swat’s every desire, Bb and Petal are handed their next Race Around The World envelope by Maria and Ingrid. The instructions read: Bid farewell to the pleasures of Lesbos, you are off to Turkey! You must catch the morning boat fro...
When most people think of racism, they usually think of white folks oppressing Blacks and other ethnic groups, they overlook the vast history of exploitation between Arabs and Africans. Long before the first European colonist ever set foot in the continent of Africa, the Arabs were mistreating my ancestors in the sub Saharan regions. Today, a lot of black Mu...
There are so many paths one can take in life. The same holds true for men and women. Some truths are simply universal. Like the fact that there is an exception to every rule. My name is Miranda Brownstone and I'm the Athletic Director of Randall College in the town of Norwood, Massachusetts. The first woman and the first Black person to hold that position in...