Beats thumped from the sound system set up in the lounge. It was some mix of electronica that Claire hadn't heard before and was pretty sure she didn't want to hear again. The plastic cup she held in her hand was supposed to have just soda in it, but it currently was filled most of the way to the brim with a sweet mix of vodka and soda into which someone had...
And so it was settled. Despite Jenny's misgivings, she and Sarah were going to remain lovers. Sarah was delighted that her pretty next-door neighbour was going to be what is crudely described as her fuck-buddy. She had no desire to leave her marriage, and she loved her husband as much as the day they got married, but she knew herself very well and had discov...
Hey, there. My name is Catherine Burning and I'm a five-foot-nine, red-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a real estate agent by day and a BDSM fanatic and interracial domination enthusiast by night. I live in my mansion with my assorted slaves, a group of women whose only ambition in life is to serve me. Sexu...
She sat in her jail cell, uncertain what to do next and where she even was. She couldn't believe it. She had been arrested. Again. She had already called her mother. Bail would be $300 cash. Her mother arrived over an hour after receiving the call. "I'm Mary Anderson. I'm here to get my daughter," explained Mrs. Anderson. "Brittany Anderson?" asked the cl...
My name is Dadelie Voltaire. I'm a tall, good-looking young Black woman living in the city of Buffalo, New York. I major in criminal justice at Buffalo State College, and someday, I'm going to be a police officer like my father Alan. I come from a long line of police officers. I guess you could say it's in my blood. Plus, I'm a bit of a control freak so law...
Allan had created a hunger in me; a hunger that I thought wasn't possible. He had created a desire that left me wanting more, a need to experience other men, more men to satisfy this hunger. I considered finding a regular boyfriend, but that would be too much hard work trying to find the right one. I thought about having regular one night stands but again, t...
"Why are people so obsessed with sex at work?" Deborah Fournel wondered, and the six-foot-tall, curvy, raven-haired and alabaster-skinned French Canadian gal sighed deeply. Sitting on the toilet, on the second floor of the World Issues Canada building, Deborah allowed herself a private moment. She'd been working in this austere Canadian government building i...
In my job as an Avon lady I was always getting phone calls from women asking me to call on them. This call came early in the morning. I answered the phone and heard a very well spoken woman asking whether I could call on her later that afternoon. I looked at my diary and said I could. I noted her address and told her I would be there at 2.30. When I put th...
* * * WARNING * * * All the actors in this script are of legal age, but may portray maturing young adults. This is a work of adult fiction and contains descriptions of sexual acts between consenting adults. If you're under the age of consent where you reside, delete this file immediately. If it is illegal to obtain adult literature where you reside, delete...
This story, while fictional, is based on real life events in the lives of thousands born male with female identity. They are by nature psychologically and emotionally female but anatomically male. It is a matter of gender identity with these individuals. They are not transvestites but transsexual or transgender. In order to correct nature's mistake, as it mi...