Part 3 'Alice's story' Well, I've done some mad shit in my life. Not all of it good. In fact, some of it has been downright dangerous. But that is me. Alice Cooper (yeah, my parents had a sense of humour) adrenaline junkie and all round mad bitch. I am butch. Standing at around six feet tall, I keep my body toned with regular exercise and a strict(ish) tra...
This is the third piece in the Jody and Ellie love story. To see how it all began read Slow Burn followed by Stolen Moments. Please favorite and drop a comment. ***** I watched as the rain ran down my office window, relieved it wasn't snow. Spring was edging closer every day. Winter had been long and cold and snowy. I let out a deep sigh as I continued s...
The smell of cooking hit Rachel as she walked through the door of the apartment. She ran a hand through her riotously dyed hair, kicked off her shoes, and stretched out. It had been a long day and being home felt very good. In particular, there was one thing that she had been missing since she left that morning, and thanks to the scent wafting through the ap...
As Rebecca showered she wondered about Jim. What would she tell him? Would she bother to tell him? Does this mean she was a lesbian now because Stacy turns her on so much or is it purely a sexual feeling…but aren’t all lesbian women in it for the sexual pleasure. Rebecca had no idea what to think about this situation. All she knew was she came so hard with...
Kimbra stretched lazily and rolled out of bed. Faint music wafted from the kitchen, along with a sweet smell of breakfast. She smiled. Jessica stayed! She hastily brushed her teeth to ward off morning breath. Then, she neglected the robe hanging on the back of her bedroom door and made her way toward the kitchen stark naked. As she neared the kitchen, she s...
Last Wednesday I called Sandy, my best friend over after Larry blew me off for the third time in two weeks. Every time I needed a shoulder to cry on he was never there, but Sandy always is. She told me not to worry he was just a man and to expect those things. Within ten minutes of me calling her she was there with open arms. Sandy is tenderly comforting,...
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...
Out of the corner of my eye I watched the pretty little black-haired girl. She looked to be about 18 or 19, no more than 5'2" tall, and rail-thin. By her somewhat dark complexion and exotic facial features I knew she was some kind of racial mix, but not exactly what. I couldn't tell how she was built under the at least three layers of clothes she wore to sta...
I have no intention of boring the reader here, however I think it's important to inform the people who I am, how I got here, who's important in my life and how I came to meet my best friend, Jen Taylor. The first half of this chapter establishes all of that. The second half (and the chapters to come) are a bit more suited to the interests of the adult erotic...
My head was pounding--absolutely pounding--when I woke up. A spear of sunlight had shot through an errant slat in my vertical blinds and lanced right into my eye, waking me up. The pain was close to unbearable, but I didn't have the strength to stand, or even move, other than to drape a hand over my eyes. I told myself to go back to sleep. Too early to deal...