Brittany and Lori had a relationship many couples would be envious of. They enjoyed each others' company very much, having known each other since high school. They were close friends, closer than many knew. They were openly bisexual, yet their true sexual energies were devoted only to each other. They had been having sex with each other for years, since Lor...
The valet remembered us - how could he possibly forget - and the car was waiting outside with its doors opened as we exited the restaurant. Matsui tips the valet a twenty and she heads for the passenger door as I slide into the driver's seat. The valet runs round so that he can close her door behind her, as well. I had already fastened the racing seatbelt in...
Helen went out to feed the animals, as much to get out of the stifling cottage that backed up into the hillside as to perform any chore. The ground around was mostly bare dirt, and there was the smell of livestock and staleness. She reached out to pet a goat that had come up to her. They had those strange eyes that unnerved her, but still, she hungered for...
I walked into the club and headed toward the back dressing room. Man, I couldn't believe how late I was tonight. Everything had been going wrong from the moment I had opened my eyes in the morning. The fact that I woke up that early after working well into the night should have let me know what kind of day I was in for, but it did not occur to me until I was...
(This story is not for minors or anyone offended by descriptions of sexual exploration between adventurous women. Feedback welcome! All characters are...Please read the previous parts 1-4 before this!) * * * * * Even as I write this I have to stop to catch my breath, because writing is a form of reliving, and reliving the intensity of my extraordinary last...
(This story is not for minors or anyone offended by descriptions of sexual exploration between adventurous women. All characters are … well, you figure it out for yourself. Feedback is welcome, esp. from like-minded Dommes and Subs!) Part 3 "Are you sore?" asked the barely recognizable voice in my ear. I awoke startled to see Heather standing over me in...
i like to think of myself as urbane, and i like to think of San Francisco as the ultimate urbane city. it really is just the way it looks in movies. Slick. Clean. Great architecture. Lots of live music if you know where to look. But i also like to daydream too much. i was at my favorite Japanese steakhouse, thinking about how good the city looked at night. F...
This is my attempt at writing a girl:girl story for a good girl friend of mine as a dare - could a man write one?? * * * * * Emma watched him stride across the wooden floor of the bar. Without a backward glance towards her, his weight forced the doors at the entrance apart and the darkness of the street quickly swallowed his shadow. He was gone. Once again...
Arabella had come to the city not long after her mother's funeral. Her death from the cancer that had consumed her, had given both mother and daughter a merciful release from the misery that had plagued both their lives. The move to the city had been a decision on her part to get away from the sadness and pitying glances that she received from neighbours and...
Some asshole had tried to explain to me, back in April, that the single-room in Waterford was "the size of a postage stamp." What a lying little bitch. "Oh my god," Stacy had squealed, "I hear there isn't even, like, a real bed in there, it's just, like, a mattress thrown on the floor." "REALLY?!" I had exclaimed, genuinely excited. I had always enjoyed vi...