Note: Phew, don't worry, Audience. We got past the incest chapter. We did it! Here's a Sixcia-focused chapter to cleanse our souls. -- The sun peeked over the clouds, emerging within a radiant haze of orange and blue. I couldn't stop grinning all night! When I heard what happened from Miri, I felt so happy for her. It did irk me that she didn't remember a...
Dear audience. My name is Emma and I'm sorta in love with my best friend. I have blonde, straight hair with red highlights near the tips. I have brown eyes, kinda like chocolate or caramel. Some people say that I have a really cute face, and I'm kinda girlish because I have a black little heart tattooed on my cheek. I'm very busty due to my boobs being bigg...
The music crashed to a halt before a word could escape my lips, which was deeply frustrating because I actually knew the answer to that one. "Sorry, Victoria," Charlie announced, his too handsome visage brightened with a lecherous grin. "Time's up, but you have answered five questions correctly." The live studio audience clapped, their applause quickly givi...
NOTE: The following chapter contains sexual acts between a futa character (meaning, a character who has both genitalia, male and female, at once) and our dear Miri. If that isn't your cup of tea then by all means, you can skip this one. ---- I sat there, stunned as everyone else started walking out of the room. "Holy shit". I thought. Could you blame me?...
Sophie was distraught at the thought of losing Emmaline to the women Christine said would be their lifelong enemies. To think that only days before they had shared their first kiss, and now it was likely she may never see her again, or even worse that an encounter would result in having to actually fight her former best friend. Despite all those misgivings...
I'm going to play dress-the-dolly tonight, because that's what I like to do. This particular dolly is – let's see – diminutive, with pale, oriental skin. Absolutely flawless and smooth. Her hair is straight, reaches down below her shoulder-blades, and is as black as midnight, as black as my unlit bedroom, although I can see every detail of her as if it was...
When I arrive in my favorite place, I revel in the sweet smell of fruity alcohol and the pleasant sound of smooth jazz permeating the room. I quietly walk along the corridor between tables, dodging scantily-clad servers carrying platters full of food and drinks. As I approach the bar, I get Melanie's attention and ask, "I'm supposed to meet Jess in fifteen m...
Important note: while there are elements in this story that lay the grounds for a supernatural story sequel, it can be read as a stand-alone lesbian story. In this story you will not find anything supernatural apart from a few things referenced as myth and folklore. Then again, if you're interested, the post-scriptum and the two upcoming sequels will certain...
Little Devil Chastity was dressed like a cheap whore. Short, black semi-sheer mini-skirt. Braless, she wore a too tight and too small, neon pink tube top that barely contained her boobs. Cheap costume jewelry and knee high faux leather black boots. Poofy blonde hair, overdone make-up and strong perfume. And underneath, lace, red crotchless panties. It made...
STOP! Don’t read this until you’ve read parts one and two! You can click on my name at the top and the new page will have the entire saga all lined up for you. You’ll also be able to see some of my other brain farts. Chapter Four I-95: Next Exit, Hell Both the sunset and Baltimore’s congestion were behind her as she headed north on I-95. Laura could get i...