Author's Note: I apologize as always for the wait. Real life has been keeping me from my writing desk. I'd also like to apologize in advance for the self-indulgent teen-fantasy shopping trip that takes up the first page and would never pass an abridgment. Feel free to skip ahead if you like. ***** After deflowering her, Mia hung out with LJ for the rest o...
This story deals with themes of female domination in a lesbian setting; if you are likely to be offended by such material please try a different story. Chapter One I was about five years old when I first began to understand the power and influence I could wield as a niece of the king. I made life a misery for the courtiers who were responsible for me, but...
Here continues A Thanksgiving Tale, if you haven't read it, I recommend you do as it will make this story easier to follow. I have changed the name of the story to A Winter's Tale as Thanksgiving is over. Before I let you start reading I would like to thank my editor C.P. who helped me out more than I could have hoped. Even so, all the mistakes still left a...
"I want to taste you," he said, the words wrapping around me like a warm mist. "I want to suck your warm, sweet juices until you scream for more. I want to make you beg...and then I'm going to plunge deep inside of you, plundering your wet, sexy body until you can't breathe...until you can't think." My eyes widened, my body beginning to prickle. His words,...
"Separation Desolation - Chapter 03" Warning: This chapter in particular gets very, very dark in spots. It may be disturbing to some readers. Please know that it was not done gratuitously. And please be aware that this story is plot driven and sex is not the central focus. Note 1: The title pretty much describes the tone of this story. For those who are wo...
A Match Made By A Vixen Literally© ** May 23th ** I'm Melissa Eileen Burkhart Stone. That's Lissy for short. If it's Thursday afternoon it means I'm in the office of my shrink, Elizabeth McCormick. I started therapy a little more than a year ago. Me? I have three children and was recently widowed. I suppose 'recently' depends on who's doing the telling. M...
After two postings of this story being rejected it was suggested to me I used an editor. I did. She is Mariewriter, an exceptional writer, no pun intended, see her in Lit, and more than an exceptional editor. Thank you very much Marie; thanks for your patience and for sharing your knowledge; if this story is any good it is because of you. Muchas gracias de n...
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Rachel Kent stood at the glass counter just to the right of the restaurant's vestibule. Without conscious effort, the twenty-two year old redhead smiled warmly at the lunchtime customers as they came in, welcoming them to D'Martini's. It was a greeting she had perfected long ago, which was good, because putting on a happy face was the furthest thing from her...
I woke up the next morning quite disoriented. For one thing, I was in Julie's room. I went to rub my eyes and found my hands covered in gauze. Then I felt Julie's arm around me and her body spooning mine. I lay still for awhile and let that comfort me. My head hurt. My hands were in extraordinary pain. I felt like I had been hit by a truck. I wished I hadn...