Welcome once more, mes amies, to Smokeyville—your comfy little cubby hole for tasty Sapphic sexual torment and heartwarming romance. You're looking well. No, I did not lose control of my bladder; I'm just happy to see you. We've just passed a few sort of "milestone" Smokey Sagas...I don't know why I'm saying "we," since I've always written and edited these...
Intro: This is a chapter of the My Name is Heather series. These are meant to be read in sequential order, and may not be understandable otherwise." ________________________ I'm a bit confused as to my sexual orientation. Although I had fooled around with a couple of girls in school, I have always thought of myself as being heterosexual. My name is Heath...
It was about ten thirty when Sarah turned to the assembled company and said "Well, ladies, I think I'm about ready for a little more privacy; shall we?" The Dommes all agreed, and Jude took this a cue to phone for a taxi. They all finished their drinks and trooped outside to wait. Karen was concerned that, somehow, the others would feel that she'd let them d...
In her bedroom, Wendy took twenty pictures of herself in sexy lingerie using the high resolution camera of her smartphone. She checked every picture and deleted it if it didn't look good enough before retaking the picture again. Each image was more erotic than the last, going from decent to fully explicit. Her initial reluctance gave way after Wendy told her...
The room was mostly quiet, except for the occasional moan, sucking sounds and soft music playing on the stereo. Shannon and Tracy were nude on the couch in the '69' position, giving each other a serious tongue fucking while my assistant and I watched. A month after her first photo session with us, Shannon called to tell us that she had sent "selected" image...
Authors Note: This series of short stories are intended to be episodic and thus can be read alone. Any feedback, criticisms or improvements are always welcome. The author also invites reader suggestions about what they would like to see Xanthe do next. It had been an early morning start for Xanthe. She had a big case headed for court and her boss was riding...
Hi!! Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know; I suck. This is a long time coming. In my defense, I had an original ending when I posted chapter 3 of Kismet Encounter but wanted it to be so much more. It deserved to be better. So, while trying to somehow better the ending, I decided I wanted to completely rewrite the story. Funny, in hindsight, funny and dumb. I got distr...
Heather walked into Kate's 1on 1 Fitness. A tall red head , successful in business she valued a good healthy workout. Kate, her trainer was on the phone. "No", the short hot blond said, "Sir I only train women, there are plenty of health club that offer personal trainers for men." She hung up the phone and smiled at Heather, "Right on time. Go in and begi...
I’m in the supermarket. I don’t know how I got here, I don’t really remember. I don’t know why I’m in the supermarket either. Maybe it’s because of all the people that I ended up here. Maybe I followed someone here without either of us realising. It’s quite possible given the number of people there seem to be around me. And maybe if I could find the person I...
Part 3 The Wife Everywoman. I am she. I do just what she does and I feel just what she feels. And then, in a flash, I am No-Woman: not a woman at all, only me, the middle ground between the sexes and not quite either. And for you, for your love, I became that woman. One of those women. Now I can single myself out, point a finger at my own face and say the w...