Publication of any and all trademarks contained herein are not authorized by, associated with, nor sponsored by the trademark owners. ~~~ "Oh God, Kira! Kira, please! Please don't stop!" Kira Summers grinned as she pressed her soft lips to her lover's thick, dark nipples. She groaned as she drew the stiff peak into her mouth. The Monday morning Miami sun...
(F/F, oral, anal, masturbation, toys, angry cab drivers, perverted subway riders) NOTE: I know this is long for a one-part piece. For a while I considered breaking it up into two parts, but as I patrolled the story for a breaking point nothing screamed at me. Not even a 'maybe here' or a 'this could work'. You might disagree and find that perfect place, and...
Learning Stepping out of the taxi and into the night air, Jenna couldn't help but feel alone, despondent and miserable at being away from her "Momma" as she was calling the woman now, even in her head. She like the name better than calling her Ma'am but she also knew better than to push her luck and would have to be careful not to call her 'Momma' at some i...
Four Samba stood still as the white woman stepped out of her hut. She was very excited; her fingers kept touching the hard thing that encircled her neck. As every Amazon knew, that was a bulawa – and the woman had given her one! She lay down on her cot and closed her eyes, trying to remember. It had been a long time ago, many years before her grandmother w...
Disclaimer: If you found this story, odds are you have scoured through hundreds of pages of similar material and have happened upon it, so you know what you're looking for. If by some reverse miracle you have found this passage and are NOT looking for a story in the deep end of transformation erotica, and/or are underage in the place where you live, there ha...
Authors Notes: Adult themes and materials for consenting adults. This is not a stroke story. This is a love story. If you are looking for some quickie sex, save your time and look elsewhere. If you are looking for a good love story, let me know how I did. All constructive comments are welcome. This is a copywrited work and all disclaimers apply. * If she w...
Erin pored over the bills in front of her. For two years now she had lived on her own after finally getting a good job and getting away from her parents. She was twenty-one and lived in a small apartment in the middle of Seattle. Her job was a critique, reviewer and video maker for video games, movies and just about whatever came to her mind. A website paid...
Author's Note: I apologize as always for the wait. Real life has been keeping me from my writing desk. I'd also like to apologize in advance for the self-indulgent teen-fantasy shopping trip that takes up the first page and would never pass an abridgment. Feel free to skip ahead if you like. ***** After deflowering her, Mia hung out with LJ for the rest o...
DISCLAIMER There really IS a Premont, Texas, and you can find it if you follow the directions in this story. There is also an old, abandoned elementary school in Premont, on Rte 281 that looks pretty much as I described it. To my knowledge, however, the school is not haunted, nor was a young girl murdered there. Any resemblance of actual businesses or pers...
Penelope Josephson sat shivering on the bus which was to take her the three hundred miles from her home town to the city where she was to start work as a cadet accounts clerk- Officer she corrected herself- Accounts Officer and hopefully start on her journey in adult life. It was the biggest thing she had ever done in her life and she was terrified. It wasn...