I met Janelle a few months after I met Elle when my prize student invited me to come over to her Mom's home and meet her. This stunningly attractive woman had almost been selected to go to the Olympics one year, but she just missed out. Janelle once had the body of a well gifted athlete and yet she's very humble about her outward appearance. She'd been lifti...
It was Christmas Eve just before noon when Kathleen decided to go to the gym for a workout. Her boyfriend was tied up with family obligations and unable to join her, so she decided to make the short drive to the gym, spend about an hour there, then return home to begin getting ready for her drive to the city to spend time with her family. Upon arriving at...
I knew it was a dream as soon as Zoe opened the door of her dorm building. She was dressed in calf-high yellow rain boots and a pink cocktail dress with white polka dots. Zoe never dresses like that. It really did make sense, I reasoned. You don't end up at your best friend's dorm forty miles away when last you knew you were fast asleep in your own home, in...
This story is a work of fiction with fictitious characters over the age of 18. *************************** As a business traveler with a very large territory, I spend more hours on the road than I care to count. Late meetings, traffic and road construction all make my misery exponentially more miserable. When you spend 8-hours a day selling, 3-5 hours dri...
"Shit." Nina swore to herself, glancing at the clock. Did that clock read 11:30? And the video was due back at Blockbuster by noon. Damn. Bruce Willis was good but not good enough to pay for another night. She grabbed a pair of jeans and pulled them over shapely hips, donning a wrinkled white formfitting t-shirt that offered a stark contrast to her dark choc...
My Cheerleader * Author's Note I've been feeling the need for a short and sweet middle-aged romance for a while. Nothing overly complicated. No 'girl meets girl, girl almost loses girl, no wait, girl is back' kind of a story. Just short and sweet. And it helps to start with a couple of characters who already have the sweetness thing down—Dani and Ava....
She was dressed in a short maid uniform, a lesbian slave serving coffee to her Mistress and miss Trixie, one of the eighteen year old students that her Mistress tutored. As Dina poured the coffee, her arm seemed to give way suddenly and the saucer tipped, spilling coffee in miss Trixie's lap. It was hot and soaked the clothes that covered the young girl's th...
Hello Once again. I recognize that the last story of mine was a little.... Lacking, to put it kindly. So, I decided to go back to my roots a little bit. Now, I was told to include more visual cues as far as characters are concerned, but when the chips are down, Love isn't about looks, it's about the person under the make-up, behind the eyes, whether stormy g...
A Death, Baked Bob, and the Personal Ad (F/F, oral, anal, exhibitionism, jewelry, drugs, tattoos, piercings, food, bad accents) DISCLAIMER – This is a fictional story to be read and enjoyed. If you can't read, stop reading. If you can't enjoy, stop reading. If you don't like any of the story codes mentioned above, stop reading. If you can't stop, it's not...
Jingle Bells I would like to thank Jane Doe (LesbianLitChic) for reminding me just how much fun a good bondage story can be. I also want to thank Ryan (Fetishand) for the awesome artwork that helped inspire this story. ***** Sweat ran in rivers off Alex's face to join the stream the made its tickling route down her spine. Any other time the sensation...