This is a different story than I typically write. It is about a young woman, confused about and struggling with her sexual identity as she falls for a female coworker and begins freeing herself from a heteronormative upbringing. It was inspired by my brave friend, K, to whom I am grateful for opening up to me, and for giving me her blessing to write a story...
Part 3b: Jenny's Story "Oh Kate! Oh God! Oh God!" I whimpered as I writhed in frantic ecstasy. "Oh baby, please let me come! Please! I can't take this anymore!" I begged as my fingers clawed at my restraints and my back arched. Kate smiled as she expertly glided her tongue gently over my throbbing clit and maneuvered the twelve inch jet-black vibrator in my...
"Uh, Mom?" "Yeah Sweetie, what is it?" Theresa Johnson looked up at her oldest daughter while she fixed sack lunches for her two other daughters before they left for school. Becca Johnson was profoundly uncomfortable facing her mother. She was sent to talk to her mother about an uncomfortable subject not because, at 19, she was the oldest of three girls b...
Chapter One (September 1997) The sobbing was coming from room 443; Madhu's room. It just wasn't in Angie's nature to walk on by. Priests and Levites might have been capable of passing on the other side of the halls corridor, but she wasn't. She lightly rapped her knuckles on the door. No response. The sobbing continued. Angie rapped a little harder. 'Ma...
(F/F, oral, anal, exhibitionism, violence, irrational behavior, bad cooking) DISCLAIMER: In case the codes above are Greek to you, this is a sex story with lots of good ol' down home sex scenes. If this doesn't interest you, stop reading. If this does interest you, get some popcorn and a drink, put it aside for later, grab your partner or whatever you use w...
(Intro) I'll keep this brief... My absolute favourite writer is Steven King for not only his style and use of language, but also because he writes under 2 rules. One being that he has no idea where his story is going or where it will end up and the other is that he is highly detailed... Of course I know that I am NOT and probably never will be a "Steven Kin...
//// Chapter 1 //// Michelle clutched her artist's supplies under her left arm as she freed up a hand to open up the primitive door handle to her classroom. This was the only place she knew that still had such delicate pieces of art decorating the doors. Everything was so clean and clinical nowadays. It fascinated her how the entire building managed to clin...
This is my Oscar moment, don't worry though, the music will rush me off quite soon. This story is continued from the first chapter which you really should read to appreciate the story but what the fuck, it's your life, right? (If you haven't read the first chapter, this'll just be an empty, shallow & meaningless fuck, so turn right around & march y...
I cleaned up and freshened up in the ladies room. I took nearly an hour to regroup and fix my hair and make-up. After cumming twice, I was able to calm down a bit and have some semblance of self control. I looked in the mirror and felt confident that no one would be able to think me anything but professional. My grey suit jacket added the right sophisticatio...
Welcome to my latest story. It is not a long as some of my recent stories -- that will no doubt please some and disappoint others - but I hope you will enjoy it in either case. As ever, comments and feedback are very welcome and, as this is my submission for the 2017 Winter Holiday Story Competition, please take a moment to vote. Thanks, as always, to Winte...