The ride home was filled with tension, both women lost in their own thoughts. Vicky wasn't sure how to feel...what to think. This woman...this silent, brooding, strong, attractive woman had pretty much just saved her life. She'd made it so that she wouldn't have to leave, give up her name, her job...her identity. She might be found guilty when she spoke to t...
Karen struggles to awake from the deepest sleep of her life. Her head is in a cloud, worse than the worse hang over she has ever experienced. As consciousness slowly returns, memories of an erotic dream start to return to her befuddled mind, dreams of eating pussy. She tries to stand and that's when it hits her. Her arms and legs are tied to the posts of the...
Cuddled together like new puppies, I toyed with her fingertips as the first rumble of thunder was heard off in the distance. For a while I contemplated the twists and turns my life had gone through basically in the time span of a long weekend. I'd already suffered through a mountain thunderstorm with a total power failure made more frightening by my failure...
She's just terrible the way she is. She knows all my secrets and she just loves to use them against me. We were just driving around and enjoying the warm night air, drinking coffee and listening to the stereo playing quietly as we talked over the breeze rushing by. We had only been going out for a couple of weeks now. We'd been flirting like crazy all night...
Do you ever have one of those days where life just catches you off guard? Where you receive something totally from left field? When your best friend comes home after nearly being raped, falls asleep in your arms, wakes up, and then proceeds to eat you out until you come? Okay, maybe that last one was just me. I was born Rumiko Takahashi, 19 years old, to a...
Salutations, ladies and gentlemen. Sheliza Abdirahman is the name. Not Liza or anything of the sort. I am a Muslim woman and I refuse to westernize my name to please those who view my people with suspicion and dread. The way I see it, there are seven billion people on the planet, and slightly less than half a billion of them are of the Caucasian persuasion,...
It was late and the day had been filled with almost nothing. That's the beauty of having a job which gives you days off on end - you don't feel you have to DO something with each moment. You can get lost in the mundane. I'd spent most of my day flipping through back issues of Oprah magazine and drinking coffee to recover from my hangover. With several more j...
Sharing stories is a new release for me, but one I intend to indulge as often as I can. Quite a few kind supporters have requested continuations of a couple of my stories. When I first wrote Sensual Touch, I was a little more bashful about my personal anecdotes. Many of these stories are drawn from personal experiences with certain additions and omissions...
Jessica's lounging in jeans with her back propped up against the pillows, legs splayed out, and completely topless. Her arms cradle a large buttery bowl of popcorn. An episode of L word is playing on the tv at half volume. "Not feeling like wearing too many clothes today, are we?" I joke as I walk in to the room, smirking. She throws a pillow at me that f...
I was so infused with nervous energy, I felt like I was buzzing, like Fedora ought to have been able hear it. She was just watching me, letting me caress her naked breast, letting my thumb strum her nipple. I didn't dare meet her eyes. "That feels nice," she said sweetly. I bowed my head still further, but I couldn't remove my hand from her freaking boob....