Chapter Five: I Hear The Roar Of The Smoke Machine Warmth. Sleepy half-conscious warmth, that all-suffusing glow that seeps through the body and looses every knotted muscle. Sometimes it comes from a hot bath or an electric blanket. And sometimes it comes from sleeping in somebody's arms, skin against skin, when the bodies fit together just right. Half-asl...
Disclaimer: These characters may resemble the two individuals from XWP. This is an uber story, and it is the first one I have written. The characters I have created are from my own twisted mind. The use of song titles and lyrics are completely the sole property of the respectful artists. Violence: There is some violence. It is a bit graphic but it is minor...
Copyright 2015-2020 Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters in this work were 18 years of age or older, at the time of any sexual activity. Chapter 1 "Laura Jones and Ted Mitchell, here to see Rhonda Paxton," I said imperiously to the receptio...
Holly Maddox was infatuated by powerful women for most of her short life. She always admired the sort of woman who possessed the innate ability to frighten and intimidate people in any situation. Holly adored the sort of woman who didn't shy away from appearing strong and somewhat masculine to others. It was a bonus if the woman had the generosity to reveal...
The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part or in total, without the author's permission. ------------- ----------------------- However humble, this story is dedicated to Colleen Thomas. Her recent passing se...
Disclaimer:-This story is copyrighted 2000 by Mark Anthony. It may not be reproduced or posted anywhere else in any way, shape or form without express permission. -This is a work of erotic fiction, involving explicit sexual acts between female adults. If it ain't your cup of tea, read something else. If you are under 18 years of age, ditto. -Send any and a...
A damsel in distress finds her champion. * Author's Note This is another one of my slice-of-life stories that chronicles events taking place over a twenty-four hour period. It's also a bit of a sad tale with very little sex in it, so if you're looking for wham-bam hot monkey love, you'll need to look elsewhere. I would like to thank TrueMort for giving m...
Betsy and I met Jeanne at the train station on Friday afternoon. This would give us the weekend together, before I had to go back to school, and Betsy to work. She looked as ravishing as when we had last seen her. We all kissed decorously and hugged in the train station. We took her to our flat and she liked it at once. We helped her settle in into the spa...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story takes place sometime in the past between a gym teacher and her former student. You might also enjoy reading Shari Holds a Torch and Shari Takes a Wife. This story features large age differences and student-teacher dynamic. If this sort of story is not your thing, skip this. For everyone else...please enjoy! ***** In early October,...
This story is a continuation Lottie's story from the series Choices. You can read that series if you choose too, but it isn't necessary. This story can be read on its own. This story is written for pure enjoyment. So read, relax, and endulge. "Woooooo Hooooooo!" a cheer went up across the bar as the crowd was riveted teams on the screen. The "Lady Badger...