Chapter One: Frustration, All Around This hotel room is cheap, so god damn cheap. We literally just got paid, credits should be in the process of transferring into our accounts as we speak, and yet she still drags me to this shithole and does so every time. There has to be something about these places that turn her on or at least play into her fantasy becau...
Six months. That's how long I had been enveloped in the world of being a lesbian. How long I'd been in a relationship with Jenna Swallow. How long it had taken me to accept that my life would never be the same again. I had gone from being engaged to a man I thought I'd loved, to moving into my girlfriend's apartment after an extended trip to Tuscany and Pa...
**Thank you to all of my readers. I have enjoyed the journey with Kat and Jenna, and hope you have as well. It has been a pleasure expanding on what was supposed to have been a single, short story, dreaming up what their next adventure would be. But I owe that in part to you, the reader, as I've only written what you've requested. May their adventures contin...
Jenna's hands ebb and flow over Veronica's body harshly, like the rough ocean tide sanding the edges of seashells. Under the armpit, down her hourglass till she finally reaches her waist, and begins to slide her hand underneath her blouse and inside her panties, she feels the familiar fabric they selected that morning. Whilst her hands shape the flesh below...
"Absolutely not." "Oh, come on, Kat. You'd like it. I just know it." "Jenna, there a lot of things I've done that I never thought I would." I ticked off the items on one hand. "Kissed a girl. Had sex with said girl. Went to Tuscany and Paris. Got a tattoo. Had my fucking clit pierced—" "Clitoral hood," Jenna said, licking her lips, her eyes shiny. I glar...
The Pueblo neighborhood of south Phoenix is not for the weak. My charcoal SUV was parked about half way down the block under a large Cottonwood. That made it only slightly less conspicuous than a flashing neon sign. For one thing it was not covered with a layer of desert dust and secondly, it was not setting on concrete blocks. I was watching the corner ho...
You may want to read Seducing Jenna before reading this story. ***** Jenna and I laid on the couch, our bodies intertwined, kissing like two lovers. I could feel her hard little nipples pressing in to me and I didn't want to move, but I knew she wanted more and I wasn't going let the opportunity pass to continue our tryst. I moved over her and got to my fe...
Bewildered Frankie parked in the driveway of an interwar suburban semi. For a moment she slipped just enough out of character to pull a bashful face that a single woman in her twenties owned a house which must have set her back the best part of two hundred thousand. Then the mask slipped back into place as she walked round the car and opened the door for J...
I had never been in a tornado or a hurricane or any other natural disaster. But I had watched enough of the Weather Channel to know that I had a better chance of surviving one of those than the storm called Jenna Swallow that had swept into my life one rainy night three months ago. I didn't blame her, but Danny, my fiancé of four months at the time. He wasn...
This is my first story on here. This is a fantasy of mine...real characters but I changed the name and outcome. Both characters are above 18. I hope you enjoy J Learning something new The characters: Jenna- student, 18 years old, 5'8, long dark hair (she is wearing it in a bun for ballet class) brown eyes, slim build, 32-27-32, light but tanned skin....