Author's note: Thanks to everyone for all their encouraging comments and encouragement. I will probably do one more part of this story. I am also working on more of Kim, but the going is slow. -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* What a wonderful way to wake up in the morning. There was a warm. naked woman pressed against me and her hand was over my breast. Sh...
Hello friends!! Welcome back to Smokey's corner, and to Saga #89. This is my first story with a non-English title. There are no French characters in it (if you'd like one of those, please read "How To Tickle A Girl Insane"); it's simply a borrowed phrase. Everyone knows what it conveys, but it actually literally translates to "Household to three." And the ch...
I was so happy after my wonderful time with Mistress Elizabeth that any upsets at work failed to dim my ecstasy. I decided to visit my favorite adult shop, Blyss, a store for ladies only where I could buy my toys without being ogled by dirty-minded men. After my anal experiences with Mistress Elizabeth I chose to purchase a butt plug and ask her to insert it...
(Author's note: This is intended for lesbians who have difficulties arising from severe church indoctrination that has affected their ability to accept their lesbianism. In Iowa, their Supreme Court opened up same sex equality. Fundamentalists launched a campaign to remove those justices who voted in favor of this, and succeeded. At the present time, an avow...
Chapter One: Frustration, All Around This hotel room is cheap, so god damn cheap. We literally just got paid, credits should be in the process of transferring into our accounts as we speak, and yet she still drags me to this shithole and does so every time. There has to be something about these places that turn her on or at least play into her fantasy becau...
Chapter 1 My story is one of dismay born of a shocked heart and mind, and who knows what of my soul, if such there is. Doubting was something new to me, specifically about my church beliefs. I had gone to church faithfully since shortly after I was born, my parents being faithful Christians, and attending the same church for many years. It was a good chur...
I had never been in a tornado or a hurricane or any other natural disaster. But I had watched enough of the Weather Channel to know that I had a better chance of surviving one of those than the storm called Jenna Swallow that had swept into my life one rainy night three months ago. I didn't blame her, but Danny, my fiancé of four months at the time. He wasn...
We all lay there together, as we caught our breaths and calmed our bodies. I sighed contentedly, as I snuggled into my Chantel's and mom's arms. I felt gentle fingers trailing softly over my back and arms, as other fingers trailed softly up and down my thigh. I trailed my fingers over both of their bodies, unwilling to leave either of my mistresses wanting....
Smokey Saga #63: "The Art Of The Squeal" ***** My first thought was to call this "Hooked II," but that would make very little sense. The characters and storyline are completely different, and besides, the Smokey Sagas past #50 are all Sapphic. Perhaps they should now be known as Sapphic Sagas. It's going under Lesbian Sex, but you'll want to know that this...
Sequel time. Perhaps this should be May 2018's story instead of April's, but here we are. This is part 4 of the "Step-Mommie Dearest" series. If you haven't read its previous installments, you may wish to know: for reasons too complicated to explain, I posted the first three under their subtitles. If you'd like to read them, you'll find them under the titles...