"Yeah, you're right, girl. I need to have a fun night out. It's been a while. I just don't want to deal with men right now, you know," I'm explaining to my friend, Jess, over the phone. "Don't get me wrong, I love cock but it's not like I want to go home with every one of them. I just want to have some fun and go home alone sometimes. It's not like I have a...
A Night In The Life Of A Jailbreaker Or How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Strap-on It's over. Its finished. We are an ex-couple. I am single again. I put the letter down on the coffee table, lean back into the comfiest sofa in the whole world and look up at the ceiling. Right now Angeline will be on her way to Waterloo station, where she will g...
Authors Note: This story was modified into a stand-alone series from a much larger story I wrote in the past. The story may be considered by some readers to be Sacrilegious. I have zero intentions to offend any readers. This story is of course purely fictional with butch/femme pairings. All characters are over the age of 18. For interested readers, please c...
The carriage rounded a corner from a narrow dirt lane causing a flock of chickens and ducks to scatter. A young girl was crossing the courtyard from the community well carrying two water buckets that were much too heavy for her size. Four matched stallions, snow white with black feet and black leather harnesses decorated in silver, spooked. The horse pulling...
This is the second part of a story I began years ago. I re-read it recently and realised I had left it hanging after a first part, so here, finally, is the continuation of that story. Hopefully I haven't forgotten in the last few years how to write these characters and what I was going to do with the story. "Hello," Hannah Monroe called out as she walked in...
"Exquis," I thought, as my eyes wandered the small but smartly attired apartment. Seeing how another lives is always illuminating. At first blush, it was clear Paige lived an orderly life. "I can only wish," I thought, reflecting on the relative disarray of my own. "You like to cook," I observed, anxiously glancing about at the kitchen's legion of culinary...
GameStop closed at eight, and by the time Miles closed the store down and locked up it was eight thirty. By eight forty, he had been home, changed his clothes, and picked me up at my apartment. He drove as fast as caution would allow--heedless of the speed limit, and the thankfully oblivious cop that had been sitting at the light on Doyle street. By eight fi...
Jasmine and Lisa lay on the bed in each others arms. “Enjoy last night baby?” Jasmine asked softly. Lisa smiled back at Jasmine lovingly. “Best thing I did in my life.” Jasmine smiled at Lisa remembering the enjoyable night they spent last night, not as friends but as lovers. Lisa’s mobile rang which made Lisa sigh as she stood up, her naked body in vie...
Sachel and I met our freshman year. We'd been through all the same orientation events, and had a couple of classes together. There was also the work we both put in with the Black student association. By the time students were asked to select their rooms for the upcoming year, she and I were good friends. We put in our request early enough to get a room in on...
Charlene's friends arrived about half an hour before the package came. Kumiko was the first to ring the doorbell at Charlene's parents house. Her smile was radiant and the girls hugged and kissed on the cheek. They had been close friends the previous school year but had not seen each other over the summer. Charlene had a round face and was of average height...