This is a fictional story about adults written for adults no characters are under 18. If you are offended by lesbian sex or erotica please move on. I hope you all have joy this holiday season. Please vote and comment it's your payment for free content. The Best Gift Isolde Delany was celebrating Easter alone again, as she had expected. This was usual for h...
"Separation Desolation -- Chapter Four" Note 1: Please be aware that this story is plot driven and sex is not the central focus. Note 2: The title pretty much describes the tone of this story. For those who are wondering -- there is no way I could title the first story Book I without tipping my hand there would be a Book II. Note 3: In another fairly rad...
The East Village Vintage Shop There are in New York, as in all cities, institutions that become part of the urban landscape. Zabar's, the Stage Deli, and Veniero's are among them. Veniero's is essentially a cookie store whose white boxes with maroon script are ubiquitous in the City. It sits in a small shop, now expanded to include a small café, on East Ele...
The moment I saw Jenna Swallow walk by me and take a seat at a table on the other side of the bar, my past hit me like a punch to the gut. Even though I regained an iota of control of my senses, my pulse continued to quicken. My breaths remained shallow. I took a big gulp of beer to try to compensate, cringing at how painful it was to swallow. She looked j...
"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...
You wouldn't think that buying a silly ole ankle bracelet in big old Chi-town would be a problem. Well, here's what we found. A lot of stores in the neighborhood aren't open on Sundays. Fine jewelry stores didn't carry them. There was a place that wanted $74 dollars for something that neither of us liked. I did see a store we'd go back to when this adventure...
The frenzy of Saturday, after we got home, continued Sunday morning. The house shook (I think) as I screamed as you fucked me. You barely let me touch you in the shower afterward. You gained a measure of revenge by insisting I make us breakfast nude. That wasn't much fun, especially when I was 'told' to make bacon. I must say -- having you lick the grease sp...
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...
It has taken me a long time to get to the next steps for Suzanne and this is just the second of four chapters. The good news is that the remaining two are in the final editing process. I expect that they will come out over the next couple of weeks. As always, I have to thank my editors, Terry and Snow. Both of them have been invaluable. They helped with work...
Author's Note: Hey everyone! This here is my first submission to the site in a while and I hope everyone likes it. Fair warning though, this involves some recreational drug use, the use of a homophobic slur said in anger and some obscure references. If you're into stories just for sex, this might not be for you. It doesn't start until after quite a bit of ta...