(c) Ally Literally 2011 Taking you in my arms, giving you a gentle and tender hug, kissing your hair, your forehead, your eyelids, your nose, your cheeks, your ears, nibbling your earlobes, caressing your hair, down to the small of your back.... Laying you down on the sofa, fluffing two pillows under your head, taking your feet in my lap, gently massaging...
Jenny stood at the station waiting for the train; her life had felt so empty these last three weeks spending each night alone and then she heard the train pull into the station. As the passengers disembarked she eagerly searched the throng of people looking for Cassie and there at the back was her beloved Cassie and her heart skipped a beat. Cassie was weari...
*** This series was awarded Best Lesbian Story, as well as Most Literary/Genre Transcending Story in the 2019 Reader's Choice Awards. Thank you to all who voted. *** Welcome, friend, to Chapter Six. If you haven't read Chapters One through Five, you'll be lost, but you probably don't hate me as much as people who read to the end of Chapter Five then yelled...
I'm always happy to receive CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. Be kind, this is my first story. ****** Lights flashing, the smell of cigarette smoke, perfume and alcohol permeate the dance floor. The music is loud and the crowd is lively. Holly doesn't go out to night clubs very often, especially considering that she wasn't 21 yet, but when she does the 20 year old l...
Chapter 3: At the Apartment. Dedicated to Veronica and her Goth Slut Dreams... As the four girls traveled together toward Jennifer's apartment, Monica had worked her hand under Jennifer's black leather miniskirt while she was driving, and Ronni and Vixxen were locked in a clinch in the back seat. Monica heard a strange sound and looked over her shoulder...
"Take it slut, it's just a little weight." Mistress Regina clipped the labia clamp onto her slave, making her whimper as the metal edges bit soft and red flesh. Her slave, Eloise, had been put on an extreme 3-day sexual exercise, but she had not yet been allowed to cum. Regina knew it was driving her girl mad, but she didn't really care. She'd been dumb enou...
Warning: This story is about domination of black women by a white woman in a non-sadistic context. If you feel offended by the theme, please don't read it. However, the author would like to state that she has not written a political essay, but only a piece of fiction. * Eva Alpers had reached her thirty-first birthday two weeks before and was feeling fed...
The shop was lit with the warm glow of patent leather shoes. Stilettos the colour of fresh bruises, tip to heel with black knee-high boots and mossy court shoes. The rich scent of polish washed across my skin and I almost forgot, for a moment, that I needed to be back at the office by 1:15. Over by the counter, the sales assistant chatted to some fashion vi...
After she gave our order to the waitress, my Mistress and I talked about mundane things. How our day went, problems at work, did I return the phone call from my mother? As we were talking, i suddenly felt her silk stocking clad foot touch my calf, rubbing it slightly. My eyes widened. Please! Not here! I thought to myself. She giggled slightly at the express...
We sat on the sofa. I sat at one end, as Terri lounged at the other, one foot on the floor and the other tucked under her knee. I wanted to touch her so badly I ached. Instead, I reached out and took the tucked foot and put it on my lap. Rubbing her ankle, I got gutsy and took her shoe off. I could feel the stress and tension in her foot as I began massaging...