Many thanks once again to fluttertongue for editing my many errors. This story is a prequel, of sorts, to my previous story Getting Through to Paige. Feel free to read that as well if you feel the need. Both Hailey and Paige are of legal age. Any and all feedback is more than welcome. Enjoy. Before Ally there was Hailey. Before Hailey there was nothi...
Chapter Seven: Between the shafts of a cart The hands of her watch showed a square angle when Cathy entered the courtyard: nine o'clock sharp. The sun was shining above Charissa, as it usually did in the month of Rose. The New State had changed the names of the months: instead of Roman gods and imperators, they were now named after the nicest Auronian flowe...
The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part or in total, without the author's permission. It is also a long story. If you don't like longer stories or are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to...
This is my first attempt at an erotic story and I would be very interested to receive any comments that you may have. I normally write Science Fiction and there is perhaps a hint of that in this story (old Habits die hard). Hope you enjoy it. Day One– The Girl. It was wrong... It was a silly thing to do but I did it anyway... After all, it never happens to...
For a few weeks, things started to stabilize. I found some excuse to stay at Rebecca's apartment almost every night, and Jennifer found some excuse to come visit me after class every day or two. I kept trying to rationalize what was going on, telling myself that my time with Rebecca was only about sex... but a few days into this new pattern, things cooled of...
We were competing for girls. Yes, I know that sounds terrible, but it is what it is. I apologize in advance for being so politically incorrect & sexist. Hi, it's me, Linda Morris, female jailer at the San Mateo County women's correctional facility, with yet another behind-the-scenes account of what occasionally happens to pretty young women who end up spen...
Amy, ex-bitchy prep and current Slave-Slut of the Mistress Veronica, suddenly woke up in the backseat of a car. She could just barely hear a song she had never heard before playing on the car's radio ("Demon of Love" by The Sharp Things) "Mistress?" Amy asked uncertainly. A voice came back, "Yes." "What's going on?" The cheerleader asked. The teacher res...
Only the chapter meeting remained on my schedule before leaving for Las Vegas and I was getting anxious to leave, especially now that I knew some of the women and especially the dynamic little powerhouse named Jan, a woman that I was determined to learn, inside and out, especially in. When the departure for Las Vegas was postponed a week, I had been on a h...
I've always enjoyed sex. I've never been shy about my body. And I can be quite adventurous sexually. I fall short of being a total slut, but not nearly a "good" girl either. But I had never had an interest in being with another woman until recently. I am almost 27, single and attractive. Not drop dead gorgeous or anything like that, but I have a natural gi...
S.J. The rest of the weekend, I stayed at home and either cried or beat the hell out of my boxing equipment. Nicki called me a few time trying to get me to hang out with her, but everytime I thought about her, I thought of Bianca leaning in front of my door after our date. I couldn't bring myself to tell her why I didn't want to be around her so I just stop...