I drove back to my cousin's house, my head filled with the memories of the day. My mind relived making love to, or better still, with, Sonny, the incredible feelings of warmth and satisfaction that almost overwhelmed me, and, of course, the performance of Sonny's next door neighbors, which I found to be so exciting to watch. I'd seen gay videos before but wa...
Just Try It. Man am I bored! Here it is, a Friday night and I am stuck at home. Alone. I have no man – ditched him after I found him fucking his best friend. Didn't the shit hit the fan that night! Hahahaha pun intended. Hmm my glass is empty. I reach for another vodka and raspberry. As I drink I brood. The kids are away they are at their Dad's fo...
Author's Note: This work, my first, would not be possible without the assistance and comments of Carey Thomas, the author of a wonderful set of lesbian romances with characters who interweave among her stories. Her work is published at Literotica.com. She reviewed drafts of certain parts of this book, and I have included, with her permission and changed name...
A HONEYMOON, GROWING UP AND COMING OF AGE In the previous chapter, Rachel and Birgit have tied the knot in a civil ceremony and decide to take Paul and Tess with them on a three week honeymoon to Europe and Britain. Tess recalls that holiday and then moves forward to tell about the rest of her high school years and ends with her first love. This is also an...
The steam rose from the street girders in lazy, smoky waves. They were mysteriously lit in different sections by the intermittent street lights surrounding the portal to the underground train. I didn't like the gassy, oily smell of the streets as it was; the steam only served to bring that stench up from the blackened streets to the eyes, nose and mouth of a...
Their town didn't really have a mall - not one of those glitzy, triple-decker compendiums of expensive clothing and endless fast food. Mindy drove out to one of those sometimes, spending 45 minutes on the highway to something called the "power centre" just for a decent selection of too-short skirts. But Cassie and Rainey couldn't be bothered, so they stuck t...
Five days after the party — four days before Christmas — I sat in a cafe near my work, watching Phoebe walk in. She was wearing a light blue summer dress, suited to the warmth of the day; it didn't have quite the same zing as the Little Black Dress of the other night, but it looked good on her all the same. And when she spotted me in the corner, her face bri...
Margot knew she'd made a fool of herself. She'd blushed like a teenager, stuttering like an imbecile. It only took two gray eyes, set in a silent, smiling face to turn her into a helpless puppet. She, a thirty-seven-year old woman, an experienced, professional waitress had stood frozen in the mocking headlights of a flirty customer. It should have annoye...
This story is set in the 1980s in New York and is one of those one off stories I penned just to see how it would all work out. I hope you enjoy it. ***** Initially I was drawn to Laura Goodman for the same reason as my male counterparts, it was lust and I'm not ashamed to admit it. I was a twenty-nine year old Assistant District Attorney based in New York....
\I sit in my favorite rocking chair by the bed sipping on a glass of amaretto. The chair was a gift from my brother. He had made it for me one Christmas. I love my brother. There is something about being twins that has made us close and keeps us that way. I sit here and the smell of the ocean is on the breeze. The moonlight comes through the window and bathe...