This is one of those stories directly inspired by two things, the version of In the Heat of the Night sung by Pat Benatar and the heady culture of the 1980s. It's one of those laid back stories that might or might not be true, I'll leave it up to you to decide. It's set in the Eastern suburbs of Melbourne, Australia. Author's note. The RTA or Road Traffic A...
Dinner went quickly and quietly. Your mood was hard to read but your look was not. Your eyes were brooding, hot, and very unpredictable. The gray flecks in the deep brown of your eyes was darker then normal as they stroked my nipples harder then your tongue ever has. I have never felt my nipples respond this much with just a look. It has me excited, worried,...
"Do you mean to tell me," the tone of her voice sets his teeth on edge but he keeps his eyes locked on her face. The bed sheet fell away from her naked shoulders when her maid had fled the tent and she made no effort then or in the long minutes since to cover her nudity. It was damned indecent and he would be hard pressed to maintain his anger if not for the...
I retrieved my bag and headed to the boarding area. When I saw Ryan chatting up our ticket consultant, Margaret, I quickened my pace. My stepbrother was a handsome son-of-a-bitch and Margaret was engaged. If I left her in his presence too long, she'd been singing 'Hopelessly Devoted To You' from Grease. Alerted by the sharp click of my heels, he turned and s...
It was several months after my wedding that my growing but still largely unconscious suspicions finally emerged into a realization: I had a rival for my husband's affections. It was surprising, given how grateful he had seemed—after all, Eric had won a bride almost half his age—but I knew that he was possessed of a powerful sex drive and a taste for novelty...
Their time with Thomas was wonderful, but temporary, as is most with life. The girls spent as much time separated as they did fully merged, Jana, as they referred to themselves. It was thrilling, having a secret night life. Jana thrived in the night scene. Everything was doubled, they found. They could handle twice their usual amount of alcohol, with twice t...
Author's note: This is the third story in a series about Paige and Ally. The other two are Getting Through to Paige and Discovering Paige. Please feel free to read and (hopefully) enjoy those as well. * Paige and Ally were in love. There was no other way to put it. Ever since their first night together they'd become almost inseparable. It hadn't taken long...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story takes place in the past shortly after Title IX of the Education Amendments Act of 1972 passed. Before this, girls who were interested in high school sports could only join the GAA (Girls' Athletic Association). If you enjoyed this story, please check out Shari Holds A Torch...there are also a few more stories featuring the same ch...
Becky lugged her gym bag casually over her shoulder as she shuffled into the gym, heading directly toward the free weights in the back. Some of the trainers waved hello and she exchanged high-fives with a couple. Although she had fought her weight a bit over the years, a set of perpetual crash diets and exercise had molded her to a full, tight finish. From h...
This story contains more than just lesbian sex, in fact it contains quite blatantly heterosexual sex. It's somewhat incidental though, and there is also lesbian sex, so I'm just going to leave this in the Lesbian Sex category so as not to confuse the story and whatnot. There's also a lot of spanking. You were warned ;) Read parts one and two before you read...