I woke up in a cold sweat. I'd had THE dream again. Lately, every couple of nights, I'd have the same dream. It always started out different but it always ended the same with me having sex with Rose Reed. I checked my phone and saw that my girlfriend had called. Nikki had no boundaries when it came to time. If she wanted me, she called, and like the whippe...
Introduction Hello everybody it's me again, Davina, everyone's favourite Velma Dinkley lookalike (Velma being a star of Scooby-Doo, if you don't know). I'm not going to bother with a lengthy intro. Let's just say that this is the tenth in a series of consecutive stories about my rather adventurous sex life. And that I am doing my best to make each story rea...
Author's note: 2019 marks the 50th anniversary of the Stonewall riots in New York City. What better way to celebrate the progress society has made than with a story about coming out and finding love? As always, I welcome your thoughtful feedback. *** Staring at the stoplight, Kryssa Kowalski revved her Miata's engine, anticipating the change from red to...
Introduction Hi, it's me again, Charlotte, but I'd prefer you to think of me as Charley. Charlotte's so girly and faintly old-fashioned, isn't it? Call me that and anyone would think I was one of the Bronte sisters. Yes, ancient yet still ever-popular around the globe, never mind just around my home town. I wish that I had copyright to their works. Fans c...
Well, well, and well-cum, my royal leaders and loyal Readers!! This story is sixth in the "How To" series starring hubby and wife BDSM couple, Lou and Sandra Burton. (Technical note: the first five followed a numerical pattern in their Saga numbers. This one continues that pattern, though it was briefly interrupted by a spicy little tale called "Clerical Ter...
Foreword Hi, it's me again, Charley, ready to (hopefully) conclude the tale of my fortnight in Lanzarote. I say "hopefully" because I initially intended to tell all over thirty minutes in the airport departure lounge . . . and here I am, several months later and only just into the second week. There again, after a quiet first couple of days, I did have an...
First off, let me tell you a little about myself. I'm . . . older. Don't ask my age, it's impolite, rude really, but I will tell you I graduated high school in the early 70s. That should tell you all you need to know. The good thing is I've never looked my age, Whenever I went out to a bar or club I got asked for my ID until I was in my 30s, where the peopl...
CHAPTER THREE (Saturday, 20th April 2002) Rita joined Heather on the ancient leather settee. They sat with their arms around each other while Alex took his phone call. Not that he got to say a lot beyond "hello". Heather could hear his sister's voice jabbering away at the other end, but couldn't make out what she was saying. Half-hearing gibberish was, it...
I had just enjoyed a lovely long soak in the bath, and no sooner had I dried off and slipped into my robe than the doorbell rang. I wasn't expecting anyone over so I answered the door to find my neighbours daughter Jamie standing there. "Hello Jamie, how are you?" I asked the 18 year old as she stood there looking unsettled, holding a bag. "Hello Mrs Smith...
I was more than just a bit curious when we finally ended up in an old, mostly vacant, manufacturing part of town. It was obvious that she had made this trip plenty of times before. Emma knew exactly where she was going and made the turns without effortlessly. It was almost as if the car was on auto-pilot. It dawned on me that I was going to get a peek at Emm...