Reader, this is a black on white lesbian story with an interracial heterosexual event near the end. ***** Monica Sears was sat cross legged at her desk in her class room. She was facing the front but her eyes were in the corners to the left, and they were on her teacher. She was waiting for her to swing her eyes around the class again before coming to re...
Continuation of "My GF; Fucking & How We Met" and not recommended as a standalone work. If you do just want to read some sex scenes (or like to "prepare" for them ;), they're bookended with ~~~. Fictional story containing graphic lesbian sex. I run back upstairs and put on some clothes. I'm now wearing my matching "I don't want to be no furry-footed bur...
Casey stood in front of the full-length mirror. She had just finished a long hot soak in the tub and was wrapped in a fluffy white bath towel that covered her from her breasts to mid thigh. It was the most excited she had been in the five years since she started her private security business. Out of college at twenty, and with a BS in business management an...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 6 Ronnie found out just how hard it was to get shaved, showered, and dressed for his job while caring for a five year old that needed to be ready for St. Joseph's Elementary School and a three year old that needed to be ready for Happyland Day...
'Certain people are afraid of freedom because freedom means responsibility,' so say the wise. Lily had always been putty in the hands of her rich parents who did everything possible to cushion her life. They took all the critical decisions for her. Thus at twenty three she emerged from the college with a master's degree in economics. Then the next inevitable...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find errors. *.* Before driving to Flowers, to the one boot store she knew of, Gracie Taylor swung by the post office to check her P....
THE EARLY YEARS. This is a spin off story from The Singer. In that particular series I introduced a female pastoral worker named Petra who comes out at the end of the story. I promised to tell her story because it was an interesting tale. It's a little long so I've chopped it into three parts. It's set in Melbourne, Australia. There's been a lot of talk ab...
Disclaimers: This story depicts two women we know and love. There is definitely graphic sex and foul language in this piece. If you're under age, please go read something else. Everyone else, enjoy. I would appreciate constructive criticism and feedback. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The blustering wind blew early on this cold Chicago spring morning. The...
Hello dear readers, Thank you for supporting me. Being featured in the Top 100 is something I could have never imagined when I posted my first story. I really appreciate your favorable look over my work so far. I hope to be able to continue deliver stories you will enjoy. As always, leave your comments, PMs and ratings! Here's the sequel of Daphne. I know...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned: expect to find mistakes. *.* Next to Dauber's General Store in Great Oak, Texas was a small dirt alley. Someone had placed a fat log, nearly tw...