We were an hour late getting to my sisters terminal. I was rather embarrassed after the last 24 hours or so but as luck would have it Cassie's plane was late. "Hey, Cass, sorry we're late. Have you been waiting long?" "No, the flight was delayed. I actually just got through the terminal about five minutes ago," Cass replied. "God, you two look terrible! Mu...
Brad is gone for the weekend for a baseball training camp, so I'm staying at his and Ashley's place. It gets me away from the crazy drama currently happening on my dorm floor and I get to spend the nights with Ashley, it's a win win. I pull into an empty parking space, glad I found one close to the apartment because my legs are burning from the workout I d...
I was stretching on the floor, my legs spread wide in a splits when she sashayed into the room. "Hey Rebecca," she smiled at me, giving me a little wave of her hand. "Hi Kelsie," I said timidly, my cheeks flushing just the tiniest bit. "You're here late. Getting in some extra rehearsal before auditions tomorrow?" Kelsie asked, setting her dance bag asi...
It had been a rough couple of months. I had gotten into some trouble that ended with my home being repossessed, and I had nowhere to live since I couldn't very well go back to live with my parents -- they stayed two hours away. With no other option, I'd taken to living secretly in my office, sleeping on the couch in my boss's office. A little more about my...
When you're 18 years old, things you've done since you were 12 have lost their meaning. The routines tick along, safe and unexceptional, until you stop for a moment and ask yourself what's really happening. I don't remember what movie we were watching the night after my twelfth birthday, but I do remember the chill in the basement and the sharp scent of dog...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, and as such, any similarities to real people, places or events are strictly coincidental. This work contains graphic depictions of a sexual nature between consenting adults. The story also refers to aspects of sexuality that may be offensive to certain people, such as BDSM, consensual humiliation and lesbian themes. If...
For forty-seven-year old Alison Beckett this was shaping up to be the worst weekend of her life. Her planned date for Saturday night had decided that he would be seeing somebody else, somebody closer to his age group (closer to twenty) and closer to home. To make matters worse, a good friend of hers had asked if she would mind babysitting her daughter Mandy...
1 The course in Portugal yielded no encounters, which was as well, because I was a little weary from the Sasha-therapy (Ferry Tales, Chapter 7), and the travel. But soon after my return there was an email from Alex, who evidently also required easement after some unpleasant event, though the message revealed no details. I was amused that the mother was in n...
Scarlett stared down at the shiny pink dildo that was strapped to her. She flicked it with her finger and made it bounce a little. As it swung around, she could feel the motion trying to move her hips in reply. She watched over May until her breathing slowed. When she was ready, she looked up to Scarlett's face for guidance. "Do you think she's ready again...
After my birthday dinner, we burst into her apartment, hardly able to contain ourselves in the hallway. She backs me into the wall, putting one hand behind my neck, the other one up my dress and between my thighs as she kisses me. I moan in relief as she soothes the aching need of my body for touch. She kisses my neck, and grazes the outside of my panties te...