Foreword Hello again it's me, the young lady masquerading as "Helen X", back with another yarn. Anyone who missed my previous kiss-and-tell confession might very well be wondering "Who the hell is this?" so here's a bit of background. These days I'm pushing thirty but my story is set back in late 2008, when I was in the sixth form of a school that will rem...
After my assault, my life changed a lot. For the sake of the sex diary, I have to fill in some details that I feel really inform the next rungs on my sexual ladder. But I won't bore you with a novel, skip a few paragraphs if you want to get to the good parts. I went through a pretty conventional cycle, now that I look back on it: my first emotions around...
The hazy dim interior of the bar was foreign territory to the young brown-haired woman. Why was she here? It wasn't like her to visit the bars, let alone a dyke bar. All around her women of all sorts jostled and gyrated on the dance floor. The music, a wild rock beat, made the whole place vibrate. She sat, broodily meditating her drink. She just wanted to fo...
It was the third week of production and Catherine McNamara spent the later part of the night reviewing the storyboard in her hotel room, sorting out minor details for the next day of filming. The budget for this movie was capped at $30 million, making it the most costly production in her career as a director, and the pressure was on. Even more daunting, thi...
I began this as something else, but someone close to me made me redraft it. It is dedicated to Sarah. The Sarah in this story in no way resembles the Sarah for whom the story is written. * Up to the day she got shot Lt. Faith O'Bannon believed she was all that and bulletproof. She stood 5'10" and weighed around 140 lbs. Her coppery hair was cut to a severe...
"Shave her cunt." "Yessir." The kneeling girl's head snap back just slightly, but I don't think John saw it. He seemed a little distracted. Who was she? I waited to see what else he wanted. "Oh, and her tits. Yes, well..." He went behind her, had her stand and cupped first one and then the other breast with a thoughtful look. "Definitely big for Rogonfel...
The story features a natural woman, so readers who find the thought offensive should pass it by. For clarification consult the story tags. Thank you. ***** It wasn't the career path 47 year old Kelly Dodge had expected, going from being a Physical Education teacher at a private Catholic school to waiting tables at a hectic breakfast spot that had seen bett...
A story of love and sacrifice. * Author's Note Much like the title of the story, this tale is a bit experimental for me as well. It is my first story written in the third person point of view. It's also my first attempt at a tragedy. But fear not, if you are a regular reader, you know that I am a sucker for happy endings. So tragic, yes, but not terribly...
Revised Edition Susan Smith is a very wealthy person whose greatest thrill in life is to introduce innocent young women who happen to be looking for adventure to the joys of lesbian sex. Because she is an investor in a movie studio that specializes in high quality lesbian pornography, Susan has ready access to willing candidates for her unique form of perso...
Gia woke up to Mrs. Rutherford pushing up her nightgown and rolling her onto her left side. Morning sunlight spilled into the room and the soft morning lake breeze caressed her naked bottom. She was no longer tied to the bed, but Gia knew to cooperate and behave. She sensed rather than saw that Reginald was in the room, near the door, waiting for Mrs. Ruther...