Easily the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to me. I mean, how unlucky was I that my first time going down on someone, I got caught? For fuck's sake! But, beyond that, I had a deep fear instilled in me as I pushed myself off Priscilla that Cara was about to tell the entire school what she just saw. I was thinking about this as I stood up, on t...
THE TALES OF PRIYA, a lesbian paranormal fantasy. Part 1: Awakening the Slut Within This is a story of an 18-year-old half-Warshari, half-Witch, who starts waking up to her life. Her name is Priya. She is 5'7" 135 pounds, 34C-28-34. She is fit and works out every day. Her urges have always been towards girls even though she tried dating a guy, but she felt...
Notes: All characters are either 18 or above. Second Notes: Although the main character starts out "straight", there will be no heterosexual sex in this story. Here are some things you can expect! An intersex/futa character, instances of incest and a lesbian harem with side couples. ***** I'd never been a particularly kind person if I'm being honest. N...
You definitely should read the prior chapter before this one. Otherwise it won't make sense. * The tension was so thick in the air, that Esmeralda would have preferred that the steam was thicker so that she would not have such a clear look at Gwen's face. It was an unprecedented situation for both; Gwen had never had her lovemaking interrupted by an acquai...
The legionnaire was very hairy. The hair on his broad back was long enough for Diana to get her fingers tangled right inside. But at least he spoke Greek. Of a sort. Not like the Roman centurion who'd fucked Diana for so long just a couple of hours ago. He'd spoken Vulgar Latin and some words of Aramaic from where he'd been stationed before being relocated t...
Friday morning Kelly gave me a necklace made of small, gold chain links, long enough to fit around my neck, but short enough that I couldn't remove it. She locked it on using a tubular 3-digit, 4-number combination lock, like what one might find on a bicycle lock, but only an inch and a quarter long and one-third of an inch thick. Kelly explained that she pu...
Chapter Five: I Hear The Roar Of The Smoke Machine Warmth. Sleepy half-conscious warmth, that all-suffusing glow that seeps through the body and looses every knotted muscle. Sometimes it comes from a hot bath or an electric blanket. And sometimes it comes from sleeping in somebody's arms, skin against skin, when the bodies fit together just right. Half-asl...
Rachel lugged the last of her bags to her room on the fifth floor of one of the dormitories at the Gorham campus of the University of Southern Maine. The bedroom was fairly large, larger than Randy's dorm at Miskatonic. It had to be, to accommodate the two beds on opposing walls in the room. The thought of having to share a room for the next nine months, w...
I wrote this story in 1999. It was one of my first attempts at erotic literature. It is purely fictional, unlike my later stories. Sweet Caroline. I will never forget the girl as long as I live. My Caroline. Just the mention of her name brings back such vivid, sweet memories. Yes, she was cruel, harsh, wicked; as bad as she wanted to be. But for every hour...
A small digression from my other story threads, but this one landed in my head and wouldn't leave. I'm working on my other drafts, I promise! Here be the same flag that I raise for my other stories: build up is long with a focus on the plot and the romance itself. Not for those looking for a story about a quick roll in the hay. Comments/feedback always welco...