Shane hated Chloe. He hated all his patients on some level, but Chloe most of all. Maybe it was because she was too smart for her own good. Maybe it was her terrible self-righteousness. Her teenage narcissism. He couldn't pin point it. All he knew was his hate was so arousing, and having her around always heightened the hatred so deliciously. Chloe saw Shan...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story takes place sometime in the past, shortly after the events in Shari Holds a Torch. This is my entry for the 2017 Winter Holiday Contest. If you enjoyed it, please remember to vote--also, please check out my other stories featuring these two characters. As always, if butch femme pairings and large age differences are not your thing,...
I walked downstairs and into the sorority's common room, dressed in the costume that had been chosen for me; I was dressed in a private school uniform, a couple sizes too small, but not too revealing. All-in-all, it could have been worse; the other three girls were dressed in costumes that either barely covered them, or were practically see through, or both....
Note: All characters are over 18 years of age. *** I sat behind her in sociology every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Her name was Becky and I hated her. I hated her because she seemed so perfect to everyone else. Everyone else loved her and it made anything I did simply pale in comparison. Even though I got better grades than she did and was better at spor...
When you grow up in a tiny conservative town, the only girls who had sex were the sluts, and the ones who were "in love". When I was in High School, I was neither one of those. That's not to say that I didn't get close a few times, but something would never let my boyfriend get past 3rd base. I grew up in a very strict religious household. We went to chur...
-------------------- Prologue -------------------- There it stood, mocking her, the book Madalena had promised herself to be finished reading within a month. Now the self-imposed deadline was one week away, and only twenty pages of the book had been turned thus far. But tonight would be the night. She'd taken her pyjama from the small drawer of the room h...
The guys clustered round Lucy like bees to a flower. The corners of her eyes crinkled slightly as she laughed and the light bounced off her shiny golden hair. I watched from a distance for a while, oblivious to everything but her, before she noticed me and beckoned me over. As she hugged me hello, the scent from her freshly washed hair drifted over me and I...
A group of men and women sit around talking candidly about their sex lives. Hi, I'm Paul, the host of this party. Welcome. Come in. Thanks for stopping by to read my story. We were all sitting around the big screen, plasma TV watching the Super Bowl one year. I had invited all of my best buddies to watch the game with me. There were 21 of us guys, includin...
Author's Note: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human...
"What the hell is he talking about?" Shelly leaned over to me asking what our Feminist Theory professor was talking about, again, for the third time this class period. We had only been there for a half hour. Mr. Watkins walked into the class talking and had barely stopped for a breath. "I'm not too sure. Something about sexism as it relates to racism" Shell...