This was my first attempt at adult fiction, written back in 2003 as a piece of fan-art for a now defunct website I used to subscribe to. This is part 1 and there are two other parts that form the whole sordid tale. Any feedback would be gratefully received and if there is a demand I will publish the other two parts. This is a totally fictional tale of extr...
This submission was also co-written by Browncuriousity. * She sat outside on the patio of the guesthouse, watching the waves crash onto the surf not far off when Donnie came outside. "There you are!" He exclaimed as he sat across from her. She wore nothing but an Arabic tunic as she sipped on a cup of tea. "Where've you been?" Asked Donnie, "I've miss...
(A flight of fancy and a gift to a friend with this latest little story. As always a special thanks to my friend patricia51 for her confidence and support. Thank you to our editor Marian, and a new critic who shall remain nameless but appreciated. I hope the "Irina" and "Tana" in life enjoy this and each other for a long, long time.) * Elvy rolled over in...
Slipping away un-noticed, I stepped quietly along the corridor and tapped on the Black Room door. It was now just before 2 am. Linda's voice sounded familiar, but lacked her usual air of confidence as she invited me in. When I walked through the door, Linda was standing against the opposite wall with her hands behind her waist. She looked tense. She had cha...
This story has taken a different path from the original conception thanks to feedback from one reader. While it would have been nice if the comment had not been anonymous and maybe a little more polite, it did at least spur me into writing the next instalment from a different perspective and this is the result. As always, your constructive feedback is great...
A smile crosses my lips as I pack my bag and recall our last time together. We had such fun in Vegas and I know we are going to have a good time in Colorado. Having packed my bag I scan my closet and decide what I am going to wear. After pulling almost everything off their hangers, I decide on a red skirt with black accents, a black silk top, red silk bra, b...
Quinn had come to a decision. Hot, humid summers in New York were not good for long hair. After several years of monthly trims, and daily time consuming blow-dries, she wanted a new look to go with her new job. She was on a brief vacation before starting her new position as northeastern marketing director for "Dorothy", a lesbian oriented women's sports/fi...
-- dedicated to a special friend -- I was nervous about the interview at Johnson Publications with Gale Johnson, its founder and President. Before the interview, which was scheduled for noon, I had my hair done and dressed in my best outfit. At first I wondered if I was a good idea to wear the blouse which shows a hint of my tits, on a job interview. But I...
I was still a little wobbly after my post-lunch 'lie down' with Mel and Pixie. But, despite the state of my legs, I whispered to myself, "Lead us not into temptation," and slipped out of their arms, knowing that Miss Sinn expected her will to be done and would not forgive us our trespasses if we three didn't focus on the new case. Mel and Pixie could scour...
Helen let the smoke fill her lungs once more. Holding it, she savored the feelings flowing through her body. As she exhaled, she felt the weed take control over her entire being. She stripped, and let the music, a thundering hard trance track she'd downloaded just today... fuel her body. Glowsticks in hand, she began moving. The dildo in her cunt drove her t...