Author's Note This is not a particularly sex-filled story, so if you're looking for wham bam, thank you ma'am, this ain't it. All I can promise is an ending that will make you smile, and maybe a few laughs along the way. Wax Philosophic * Sympathy for the Devil I stood there gawking at the leggy brunette, in her skin tight, electric blue satin dres...
Episode 1 "The Spa" She got on her knees that morning. Her chest against the bed facing the window that overlooks her perfectly manicured lawn. Her husband groaned in the bed. Not a sensual groan but the type of groan only a man makes when he is somewhere between sleep and consciousness. Sarah looked at him and couldn't help but realize that she felt nothin...
Looking back over the last month, Kim felt like she should get an award for patience. Well, she was hoping that there actually would be a reward. Erin was getting comfortable with their relationship but it was taking time. In truth it wasn't that long, but it felt that way to Kim. Despite how frustrating it was, Kim was happy. She and Erin were together. Th...
Running her fingers through her hair, Lauren sat on the couch to wait for Harper. She could hear Harper rustling around her room. Lauren reached for her phone, remembering that she left it at her place. She sighed and walked towards Harper's room. As she walked in, Lauren saw a bright room filled with shoes and clothes everywhere. It was an organized mess an...
Authors note: This is chapter six of this story and, if you read it out of context it will not make much sense. In particular, you might well wonder why it is in the Lesbian Sex category. If you haven't read the previous chapters, please do so first. Vera stared at the blank sheet of paper before her, her mind a turmoil of mixed emotions. She was tired to...
Jerome (Jerome is one of the male personas along with Danny of my ex-girlfriend, Oklahoma. She created Jerome just for me and has never used him on anyone else.) "What's this I hear about 'around the world'?", as Jerome had been eavesdropping on a conversation I was having. When he asked me about it, it got me to thinking. I rented a private jet for a mont...
Another chapter in the life of Cara, a librarian with a penchant for young and natural women... *** It was something out of character for the middle aged librarian to slow her car on the shoulder of the dark and desolate highway when she saw a hitchhiker, because ordinarily Cara Janowsky would sooner step over a vagrant or brush past a person in need rathe...
We half-fell into the apartment, clutching two bags of shopping. Fresh local bread, cheeses, fresh salads from the street market, yoghurt, fruit, baklava, cold white wine, and bottled beer. Oh, and she'd persuaded me to get her a pair of shoes in the market. They were only 10 Euros and had ridiculously high heels. They would probably break on their first out...
Southern Nights 01. – The turning point Mary was so nervous she had troubles keeping up with the traffic around her. It was early afternoon rush, and a lot of aggressive and impatient divers all over the place. Normally she would be so annoyed about this that her adrenaline would be like that of a cliffhanger. But not today. This was a very different day....
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Chapter 1 It was nearing 'that time of the month; and Dee Jones was feeling the full effect of it. She poured herself another gin and seven-up and felt like screaming; the bottle of gin was nearly empty. Nude, she padded into her living room and sat on...