This is my first attempt at a story, and I hope that its ok. Please feel free to leave me comments! I would appreciate anything you readers have to say! Thanks and enjoy. Angie stared out the window wondering what she was going to do. Today was her twenty-fifth birthday and she had no one to spend it with. She got off the window seat and padded over to...
"I love you Mistress Sarah", said Kathryn, as she stared at me with her bright green eyes. Her eyes always had a slightly liquid look to them, as though she were about to cry, either with joy or from sadness. I didn't respond, which was nothing new. The first time she said she loved me was several weeks ago. Since then, she had said it at least once during...
A few days later my friend Jason called. He was the one who had introduced me to Amanda. After the usual Hi's and pleasantries he told me his reason for calling. "This is a bit awkward," he said. "'Cause I don't know if you go for this kind of thing, but Amanda's been asking about you. She says she'd like to get to know you better." "In what way?" I ask, t...
Disclaimer: This is fantasy. I have never met Amber Rose. I am a major fan of hers and I thought that it would cool to write a story like this because she is so beautiful. Thank you for reading this. ***** Hey, peeps! It's weird to be on a site like this to tell this story. First off, my name is Amber Levonchuck but the world knows me as the sexy, volupt...
Hello! This is my second story, the title is inspired by the song "Latch" by Disclosure (it's a good song, check it out!) I tried and tried to find an editor (emailed about four people from the volunteer list with no reply) so please excuse the technical problems, along with me being an amateur writer. With that being said, if anyone is game, I am looking fo...
It was going to be a great day it was Saturday and I had no school. I decided to call and ask my friend Chrissy if she wanted to sleep over tonight. Of course she said yes, and so I only had an hour before Chrissy was meant to come over. I decided to “entertain myself.” I walked up to my bedroom and closed the door, even though their was no one home who co...
Summary: White woman submits to a dominant black woman at crash pad. Note: This is dedicated to the REAL David and the REAL Erin who this story is about...which is a "based on real events" type of story. Thanks to: MAB7991, Richard, and goamz for their editing of all my stories. ***** The past few days had been a whirlwind that ended up with me in Mi...
Tuesday -- I awoke from an uneasy sleep with my body aching and my head spinning with feelings of mingled guilt and dread. It was a feeling I had felt many times before, a true sexual hangover. I rolled over, hid my head under the pillow, but the alarm clock was persistent. Reluctantly, I sat up and stretched. I felt a tight, stinging pain on my chest and...
Introduction Davina here, reporting in for duty. This will be my umpteenth spilling of juicy secrets and usually I kick off by saying that, although my confessions have all followed on from each other (more or less), I am doing my best to make every story readable in its own right. Meaning I've used brief intros in the hope I've been saving any new readers...
* * Charlotte * * Finally, we were on a plane and on our way. We would meet the girls tomorrow for lunch. It had been frighteningly hectic for both of us; more school and sports for Sheri. We took every chance possible for dinners and nights; neither of us was happy (or satisfied) with what our schedules allowed. Sheri had moved more of her things in. That...