My given name is Michelle, but everyone who knows me calls me Mikie. I'm short, just under 5', and I weigh 105 pounds. I'm red haired with the pale skin and freckles that come with that. I have small breasts, think A cup, but my nipples get really long and hard. I have a superb ass. All that working out makes that happen. My hair is cut short, and my pussy i...
Janice's lips were tingling slightly as she closed and locked the door behind herself and Lily. Her stomach was bubbling; her heartbeat somewhat erratic and she didn't want to acknowledge the stirrings she felt in...other regions. She had just watched her best friend, roommate and coworker, Lily, give Jason, the adorable guy who worked in the bookstore down...
A lot of phone conversations I had on the phone with my long-distance girlfriend Vera were intellectual, funny, sad, serious, or just plain nonsensical. But tonight's phone conversation went from serious to erotic. I called Vera earlier, but she was watching "I Love New York," so I let her go while I continued writing some random novella about a young, bise...
I'm sitting in a coffee shop on 98th Street, just taking a break between grocery shopping and picking up the dry-cleaning to have a hot drink, when she walks past me. I barely even notice her at first, other than to think that her outfit really isn't suited to the early spring chill. But then she sits down a few tables away, facing me, and the way her legs a...
All characters in the story are over eighteen but if you are not or if you are offended by sexually explicit material, you should stop reading now, close this page, and go and do something else. This story is the intellectual property of the author and cannot be reproduced in any form without written consent. The scream that started out as a desperate cry...
I'm late for class. I run up two flights of stairs and open the door to the dark lecture theatre, for a moment I stand in the darkness trying to see. As my vision gets better, I realize I am pretty much staring straight at you. I put down my bag on the front seats, which are never occupied. I sit down, painfully avoiding your gaze; I didn't expect you to be...
At what point are you just... talking, and at what point are you making love? How do you know? Is there a boundary there that is demarcated, beyond which you have crossed a line? Miriam thought about that afterwards. The route she had travelled from heterosexual, faithful companion to... what? Her current status? What was that? The route had been so easy. P...
When I woke up in the hospital, what I saw first was Grace, asleep in a chair next to my bed. My head was still pounding a bit, my face still a little swollen, but I managed a smile as I admired her sleeping form with my unbandaged eye. I tried turning a bit, letting out a soft groan as my body was still a bit sore. This woke up my savior with a start. "Oh...
Jelena, I bet you just didn't know how surprised you looked when I walked into that shop! I knew you were working there. Your mother had told mine, and she told me when I went home for Easter. The way that word gets round in home towns. A lovely job, my mum said. You were training to become chief buyer for the whole chain. In the meantime, there you were, se...
When Stewart arrived at the dinner party with a life-sized mannequin tucked under his arm, Stella asked him if he would care to deposit it in the cloakroom where the rest of the guests had left their coats. Ignoring her, Stewart marched down the hall to the dining room. Stella scurried after him. The conversation stopped as he set the mannequin—dressed in a...