*This is a true story. Not about myself, but someone very close to me. The names are changed of course to protect the innocent/guilty* * In China in the 1990s there was very little by way of sex education. My parents would avoid the subject like the plague and although we did have one afternoon class on the subject at school it was just my luck that I was...
The door chimed, and Keiko rolled out of bed with practiced ease to see who the new customer was. Some people would probably hate keeping such irregular hours, but Keiko considered a back room with a bed to be one of the perks of owning her own little tattoo parlor. She napped whenever she felt like it, only had to pay a mortgage on one little building, got...
Alex had not mentioned, let alone warned, Wendy about the stockroom when she started work in the shop. There was, after all, no need to go into it, not now the company insisted all stock was placed on display. There was a staffroom in any case, with 'Staffroom' clearly marked on the door, there was even a store with 'Store' also clearly marked on its door, i...
Angela considers paying another woman for sex I. Flirting with the Internet My alias is Angela, and this is a confession about something which I have originally meant to publish anonymously in a blog online. As it happens, I was going through a bad divorce with my husband when I first began to flirt with the thought of seeking pleasure in other women. Af...
Upon their return to the office, a strangely satisfied Carolyn was left alone to happily settle into her new job. She occupied the anteroom to Mrs. Stevens' much larger office, but, small as it was, it was all hers to organize and decorate as she liked. It was her first office and she resolved to do it and her new employer justice. She found that Mrs. Stev...
-------------------- Prologue -------------------- There it stood, mocking her, the book Madalena had promised herself to be finished reading within a month. Now the self-imposed deadline was one week away, and only twenty pages of the book had been turned thus far. But tonight would be the night. She'd taken her pyjama from the small drawer of the room h...
This story is a work of fiction. All of the characters and events are fictional. All characters portrayed in this story are over eighteen years of age. This story portrays graphic, consensual lesbian sex and masturbation. If you are in an area where reading this is illegal or you are offended by any of this then stop reading now. Special thanks to Vella_MS...
It was the night before her first day at the new job, and 30-year old Miss Carolyn Lord was feeling extremely nervous about the whole thing. It was very late, yet Carolyn still remained in her tub of now-tepid bath water. It was so comforting and peaceful just sitting there. The world outside had become just too confusing for her to ever willingly leave this...
Introduction I first started this story about 2 years ago under the same title. My online name then was Holly14695. Unfortunately, due to a family bereavement, I had to take a pause from my online activities. However, that is history. I am back now and of the several stories I wrote here previously, I chose this one to resume albeit with a lot of alterations...
Cathy Martin pulled her flimsy coat around her as she made her way back across the windswept grounds towards Dykesbeck House. Note to self, thought the pretty blonde 18 year old, go to the shops tomorrow and buy a new coat. Not that this coat was old. In fact it was brand new. But she had bought it just before she had left home in the States, yesterday, and...