It was the busiest part of the day at the Festival when I was standing under the rusty brown leaves of the liquidambar trying to keep away from the busy throng of people trying to buy their lunch from one of the harassed vendors. It was then that I noticed a woman not much older than myself dressed in a loose-fitting kaftan her dark sultry eyes burning into...
This is a story close to my heart, I dated a girl with leukemia and it does have a profound effect on the people around this specific person. Things didn't work out and as far as I know she is still well. Please vote and comment. To my editor Ozzy Vella, thank you so much for making this readable and being patient with ny mistakes. I appreciate it. Cassy, w...
Prologue - Before Jennifer is still dreaming, though she won't recall the details when she wakes. It's the same dream she has been having for more than twenty years and she's not managed to remember it yet. Nonetheless though, it insists on coming back. At first she'd had it almost every night, and back then in the early days its fading afterimage, all she...
[My thanks once again to estragon for editing my prose. I appreciate all the feedback and love hearing from you. Please write. I love the suggestions, but may or may not incorporate them in the story. I have no control of where my Muse leads me. She is a wicked domme. :-) -Tricia] Session XI: Caught in a Web I woke up on Wednesday morning to the vibrati...
How did we get here? I asked myself as I knelt on the soft earth in front of Sophie's pale, naked, freckled body surrounded by dense firs. My hands trailed down her sides, tracing her slight athletic curves as I kissed her inch by inch downwards, from between her small breasts, over the lines of her muscular torso, down over the trimmed wavy curls of hair sh...
Winter never really came to West Yorkshire in 2017. Or rather, the days rolled around as per always but the bad weather didn't happen; it was generally mild with not so much rain and the one snow fall only covered the higher hills. In fact it wasn't just mild, it was occasionally hot. I saw May blossom in the last week of February which was, to my way of thi...
Lie we back, smell our creation, Skin on skin and fluid spent. Two angels felled, find explanation, Pulling closer into heavens scent. ----- Melanie teeters, almost falling, longing for the rush... the headlong (sharp inward breath) downward plummeting, (pant-pant-pant) almost there, keep going... (I'll kill you if you move just one inch sideways) out o...
I love my cousin Kelly for introducing me to my first lesbian experience as an inexperienced eighteen year old girl. * Funny how some memories still manage to make an impact on a person and even cause a physical reaction just thinking and writing about them. I remember the first time I was with another female and I guess that was the point at which I disc...
The heat of the city was almost unbearable. Tania and Helen had moved to separate bedrooms as even the merest touch of bodies as they lay trying to sleep was unbearable. This heatwave had lasted for a week, and they hadn't made love in bed in that time. Yesterday they had filled up the spa bath with cold water and turned on the massage jets. That had provid...
I watch Alex from the house, or sometimes I watch her from the stables, when she is out at the ring. She is so natural on our Andalusian Little Betty, her black hair pulled into a tight French braid and tied with a white grosgrain ribbon. Alex only braids her hair when she is teaching a lesson. When she rides on the trails by herself she wears her hair loose...