This story was wrote as a challenge, and as such there maybe some discrepancies in exactly how each character feels. The reason behind this, is simply I am male, the story is about a lesbian couple, there is no way at all that I could ever truly expect to describe what two women can/could or do feel in throws of passion. All that is left for me to say is tha...
"Our eyes met across a crowded room." So goes the old line from many films and countless cheap novels. In my case it wasn't true. The 'crowded room' part was correct, but I only saw the back of her head. A cascade of hair draped past her waist, and black. So black it seemed to absorb the light. I was hypnotised by it, my gaze fixed upon it. It drew me forwa...
I crashed early when I got home. I just went back to the flat, said 'hi' to Alli and was in bed by nine thirty. I felt strangely drained and not quite up to talking to anyone. I was having a bit of a what-the-fuck-am-I-doing moment. The weirdness of the evening and how I felt about it had just knocked a bit of the stuffing out of me. Do I really know what I...
Outside the comfort zone The Second Night They drank a bottle of red wine, with their dinner. Cassey wasn't too comfortable, with idea. But Katherine put her foot down; stating that there may be times, both in social or with a client, where having a drink was acceptable, if not polite. It was time to put away immature drinks and to start drinking, like gro...
Despite working in the same hospital, Lisa and I often didn't see much of each other during the day. Our medical and the nursing shift patterns varied, and I was now in a different unit. A few weeks into our relationship, we still kept it quiet; hospitals were a hot bed for gossip, and I didn't want something so special traded around over coffee. We saw ea...
*** Author's note: This story has a plot and a decent amount of build-up, so if you're looking for a QF, you've come to the wrong place. Otherwise, enjoy! Obviously, don't reprint without the author's permission, and any similarities between the characters and people/events of real life are, of course, purely coincidental. Harmony. *** Shrill piping s...
Preamble Hi, and thank you for choosing my story. I hope you will enjoy it. If you do, please be kind enough to give a score at the end. This helps me to gauge the popularity of my work. - If I may - I usually like to suggest, one star each for: Composition & Use of Vocabulary, Readability, Plot, Drama or Humour, and of course Sexual Content (because -...
I hadn't expected the job I had started a few months ago to involve quite so much travelling, but it did and I enjoyed it. With my corporate lawyer husband shuttling almost every other week between London and New York and my two children at university, I had become bored at home. I had worked freelance for some time editing magazine articles and a few book...
I was lying on my front. He was on his back. We were both naked for we had just had sex. His hand rested on the small of my back, mine was on his hip. Both hands would occasionally stray; his into the crease of my bottom, mine into his crinkly pubic hairs and onto his semi-hard dick. We both knew that we would have sex again quite soon. I was just twenty at...
The following story is fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is coincidental. "To be one's self, and unafraid whether right or wrong, is more admirable than the easy cowardice of surrender to conformity." (Irving Wallace) "To see the right and not to do it is cowardice." (Confucius) k.d. lang, her voice like a bell, was going crazy imitat...