At last, the lock-down was over and normality was returning to some degree. Travelling and contact between people were now acceptable. I was going to use that to do something I had never contemplated before, oh fantasised about but I never expected that I would be in a position to carry it out. I was on my way to Cambridge to meet a young girl, nothing unus...
Izzy and Jessica awoke as the sunlight streamed through the window onto their faces. They both turned over and faced each other, smiling. Jessica pulled her wife close. Their soft lips met, gently touching. Their eyes remained closed as they kissed softly, their hands caressing each other's skin. "Good morning," Jessica whispered first. "Hi, baby," Izzy wh...
A small digression from my other story threads, but this one landed in my head and wouldn't leave. I'm working on my other drafts, I promise! Here be the same flag that I raise for my other stories: build up is long with a focus on the plot and the romance itself. Not for those looking for a story about a quick roll in the hay. Comments/feedback always welco...
I followed the mistress into the low stone room, behind me followed the slavegirl.. Dressed in an extremely tight & small French maid outfit, made out of some artificial fabric that looked & felt like a cross between silk & plastic. About her hung the pleasing odour of sexual need & her slippery inner thighs squelched as she trotted after us. Her ankles were...
It was already past ten on a quiet Tuesday night when the small bell that hung on the back of the office door rang, causing Carolyn Hendricks to look up from the textbook she'd been reading. The short haired brunette's first thought on hearing the sound was that her relief had come in extra early tonight. That notion instantly faded, however, when she saw th...
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The Blood Bond "Fuck it!" Jan cursed and slammed her laptop cover shut. No matter how hard she tried, the words she was hoping to conjure just didn't appear in her head. Since the long night she had spent with Kasper at Sara's house, she had been frustrated in more ways than just her writers block getting worse. Just thinking about the very attractive pa...
Petaloudes (Greek): Valley of the Butterflies Old Rhodes town is beautiful and ancient, predating the Roman empire, and although much of it has been lost and has decayed over the years, enough remains to preserve a sense of the history and culture that comprised the Greek civilisation. New Rhodes town is somewhat less so, mainly for tourists who want to dr...
(Author's note: Some people have trouble with longer stories, but sorry, a story tells itself and demands it's own length. So, here is a shorter, short story.) Cory had been a good wife to Ben; at least, she thought she had. Then just a month ago, she had come home unexpectedly early and found Ben with Elaine, their dentist's assistant for god's sake. It w...
The following is a departure for me. It is pure fiction; and although Becky, Rachel and Lisa are all very much real (and part of my everyday life); their actions as portrayed here are nothing more than fantasy. Why this disclosure? A future posting will reveal! ********************* It was shortly after 8:00 P.M. on a Friday night in late March. I had just...