Another day, another story pops into my head at the most inopportune moment possible. I swear my muse is conspiring against me. The last time I need a story idea is when I am in a meeting debating which feature to prioritise for our next sprint. Nevertheless, here it is. I hope you like it. Please do consider dropping a vote and a comment on your way out. T...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Britney loved the Harley-Davidson Electra-glide; loved kicking it into life, feeling the powerful motor rumble to life, loved feeling the motor vibrate between her legs. She loved taking the motorcycle down to the pockmarked Highway 171; each bump and...
This is the second part of the "McKayla's Miracle" series. If you're interested in the story, you should read chapter 1 first. I love hearing from readers, so please feel free to send me a comment or drop me an email. *********************** I awoke with McKayla spooned up behind me. Her breath was warm against my neck. One arm was draped around me, cupp...
Author's note; This story contains scenes of increasingly less reluctant lesbianism. ***** I was naked and on my bed within minutes of getting home. Satisfying the aching need for relief my afternoon of performing cunnilingus had created was my first priority. Around me lay my trusty vibrator, the slim one I'd used last night, the buttplug Olivia had giv...
This story was co-written by Browncuriousity, please do not reproduce without author(s) premession. Evelyn Masters sighed as she cut across three lanes of traffic to get of at the Maple St. exit. More than one person was laying on their horn and giving her impolite hand signals. Thanks to her mother she had nearly missed her exit. "Evie girl can you hear...
"You're kidding? Right?" my ex-husband Alan asked incredulously. "Now, why would I kid about that?" I returned the question with annoyance. Alan was temporarily speechless and I could hear him fumbling for the right words. "I'm telling you because when you pick up Alana, Valerie might be there and I want you to be cordial," I stated firmly. Explaining m...
Learning Stepping out of the taxi and into the night air, Jenna couldn't help but feel alone, despondent and miserable at being away from her "Momma" as she was calling the woman now, even in her head. She like the name better than calling her Ma'am but she also knew better than to push her luck and would have to be careful not to call her 'Momma' at some i...
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Welcome dear readers, I hope you enjoy reading the story as much as I enjoy writing it. Let me tell upfront that this is a long story and that's the reason I decide to publish it in parts. Also want you to know that there is some real long buildup. So anyone looking for some quick sex must be disappointed. I hope you find it worth reading till the end. I...
This is Miss Syreata again! I guess the Amber Rose Story didn't go over so well, huh? I'll admit that I'm not the best storyteller in the world. So that means I should give up, right? Not a chance. Truth is, the story I wrote was rushed because I had another story that I had already written. It's a long story about how I rekindled my relationship with my fi...