Rebecca slowly began to unzip her sleeping bag. Laurie was looking her right in the eyes, her blue gaze unwavering. All around them, kids were sleeping, snoring lightly in the depths of the morning. But Rebecca hadn't been able to sleep one wink, not with Laurie lying so close nearby. Rebecca and Laurie had both agreed to become camp counselors at the kids...
"Thank you for helping me get the house ready, dear." "It's alright, Mom. You know I enjoy these parties as much as you and our guests." "Oh, yes! There's no question about that. You do enjoy them. Do I look okay." Clare turned slowly to give her daughter, Sandy, a good look at her outfit. "Okay? Mom, you look fantastic! If you were someone else's mother...
The dust was billowing all around as Sara shifted the gears of her hog, a soft tail Harley Davidson that always left her damp between the legs from the pulsating rumble of its mighty engine. She got why people loved to ride motorcycles so much, the power one felt beneath them as they controlled such a beast was awesome! Sara had been traveling across the bl...
Laurie O'Donnell stepped off the bus and underneath the bus stop shelter long enough to pull her umbrella out of her backpack. She ran up the block to her apartment complex, but it was because of the rain, not any urgency to be home. Her boyfriend Rick was going to be late at the law school library again; between his classes and his new clerkship at the stat...
"SHIT!" I awoke to hear the pained cry, accompanied by a loud *CLANG!* 'Claire must be cooking,' I thought, groggily. I rose off the bed, careful not to stir it too much in case the movement woke up Claire's boyfriend, James. Deciding not to bother with getting dressed, I wandered into the bathroom, rinsed my mouth out at the sink, and strolled into the kit...
My girlfriend and I were driving back from a hot weekend we had spent at a lesbian hideaway up in Provincetown. Annie was only eighteen and was still living at home. So taking her away to a luxurious Bed & Breakfast for a wild weekend of raw sex was a treat I had planned for her birthday. The traffic on the turnpike back to Boston was nice and smooth unt...
This story was written for the following prompt: "In the future, memories can be copied and sold for others to experience. A sex worker sells all her memories of sex with her lady lover. Strangely, it becomes a way to reconnect their battered relationship." Many thanks to erktec for helping me with this. She shuffled over to the door, wiping the sleep fr...
Monday morning. This three day weekend seemed to go by faster than any other in my life. Having Amanda around coupled with all the lovemaking made it all seem like a lovely blur. Neither of us woke in the middle of the night or had trouble falling asleep. I think we were both worn out along with being very comfortable with each other. We hadn't discussed mu...
Her skin broke the surface of the pool effortlessly and she silently glided beneath the crystal blue water, from one side of the pool to the next without taking a breath. Her arms and legs fanned out beneath her, propelling her forward. I felt a tightening in my gut as I watched her and small goose bumps erupted across my skin, but I wasn't sure why. It wasn...
Note: All characters are over 18 years of age. *** I sat behind her in sociology every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Her name was Becky and I hated her. I hated her because she seemed so perfect to everyone else. Everyone else loved her and it made anything I did simply pale in comparison. Even though I got better grades than she did and was better at spor...