Disclaimer: This is my first submission and I hope you enjoy it. This is not a quick, short story and is more about the plot than sex. I wrote this one a while ago, thanks to the suggestion of my partner. This story is true, but names and some of the job information has been changed to keep anonymity. I'm always open to feedback, good or constructive. So p...
Chapter 1. Small quantities of love-tunnel oil splashed out of my hole; slowly, hotly, meandering down over the taught orb of my lower buttock. I could see my coral-colored, puckered, bung-hole blinking spasmodically in the reflection of my bedroom-closet mirror; constricting erratically in anticipation of what I was thinking of doing to it. Secrets from m...
Note that the following events took place in 1985, long before there was any "Don't ask, don't tell" policy in place in the military. Being an active lesbian was risking your career, especially for an officer. *** Bonnie leaned her head onto my shoulder and said, "I could get used to this." "I could, too," I replied. "Eating breakfast with a sexy woman a...
Here is my entry in the Valentines Day Contest. This is a story of fictional characters all of whom are over the age of 18 years of age. I do not give up my rights to this work by placing it on a public platform. I would like to extend my thanks to Kate who took the time to edit this work. As this is a contest entry please rate it and I do need your feedback...
Walking into the bar I was more nervous than I'd been in years. The old me, the me from just 6 short weeks ago, would never have dreamt of even entering a place like this, let alone meeting up with a woman I'd found online. But you see six weeks is a very long time and I needed to feel alive again. I needed to feel lust and passion and desire. I needed to se...
Author's Note: It is strongly recommended that you read Chapters I and II to completely understand the magnitude of Kristen's inward journey. Her journey continues as she has been taken to an undisclosed location, bound in heavy chains and blindfolded in a rugged crate. The purpose of this story is simple... a woman is stripped of her worldly existence and m...
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Part 1 Prologue For as far as she could remember, long hours on the road had always been soothing to Stéphanie. She used to find peace of mind in the endless miles, as a passenger with her trucker dad, then as a driver. Even as a child, the road was her own form of meditation. She could see her father's concentration and tried to imitate it. Eyes roaming...
I set my alarm for 4:15 to make sure I was ready for action at 5:00AM to run with Cynthia. Unfortunately, the raging headache and nausea beat my alarm to the punch at 3:17AM. My body purged, and I drank as much water as I could hold down. I took some extra strength Tylenol, I'd had in my purse since 2015. By 4:30 I was feeling human and willing to give this...
Chapter 1. Some people could stretch and bend and turn their bodies into pretzels without breaking a sweat, and somehow still look elegant while doing it. Elodie wasn't one of them. As she stood with her head not quite placed where it should be, and her hip definitely facing the wrong direction, she took in the room full of men and women swaying back and f...