Everyone in this tale is over 18. It is set in pre-revolution France, in a time even less enlightened than today. * Celine was a slut. Not a witch -- she didn't believe in them, anyway -- stuff of fairy-tales, old hags in silly hats flying around improbably on broomsticks. But a slut, she certainly was, and unashamedly so. She tossed her lovely mane of aub...
Foreword Never in my wildest dreams did I intend to pen a "kiss and tell". Except here I am, actually doing it and guess what? I'm as horny as hell! Skipping descriptions of my somewhat soggy panties I'll introduce myself as Hazel X. And don't waste too much time looking me up in the phone directory. I'm using "X" as a pseudonym, based partly on a person...
All characters in sexual situations are eighteen years of age or older. Reader discretion is advised. This chapter's flashbacks contain scenes of bullying, and non-sexual violence. -=-=-=- Sam clicked her lighter to start the small fire pit in the backyard. She stared at the tiny flame; eyes unfocused. The same old memories replayed in her mind. "What th...
Eight The twins had indeed found the place Sheera had told them about; it was strewn with rocks the size Eva had asked for, but even for them they were too heavy. So they had asked a few other Amazons for help, and, as Eva's whistle reached them, were already on their way back to the village. The photographer smiled at the scene: two girls, walking cautiou...
Author's Note This story picks up from "Holding Out for a Hero", "Irresistible Attraction", "Sexual Desire" and "Saving Julia's (So Sexy) Ass". As usual I've tried my best to make the story readable in its own right, to save readers who missed earlier episodes having to backtrack. Hopefully Heather's "catching up" early on in the tale will tell everyone all...
Introduction Davina here, reporting in for duty. This will be my umpteenth spilling of juicy secrets and usually I kick off by saying that, although my confessions have all followed on from each other (more or less), I am doing my best to make every story readable in its own right. Meaning I've used brief intros in the hope I've been saving any new readers...
Introduction I can't believe I've finally started writing this. I've been putting it off for months. But some stories need to be told, right? Sometimes the truth must out. I'm sorry if that opening sounds a bit pompous. I've been referred to in stories before, you see, and I don't particularly like the way I've come across. Okay, I'm a boring IT nerd, I ac...
Summary: Cheryl Hart is is a bored suburban housewife who hires a special service to fulfill her kinky fantasies. She is abducted by a gang of Lesbians who use her for BDSM and sex. Introduction. Cheryl had just completed the latest grueling day of her insipid life. She flipped on the lights in the foyer of her posh suburban house, remarking to herself how...
Author's note: This story follows on from "Crossing the Divide" but has been written (I sincerely hope) in a way that makes it readable in its own right. No need to backtrack, then, so let's get on with it. Onwards and upwards! ***** Chapter One (February 2002) Naomi had finally ridden long enough to run out of orgasms. Literally collapsing off Heather'...
Chapter One Dave and I walked into the Busfeild Arms ten minutes late. That is to say we had been supposed to be there at high noon and we went through the front door just after ten past. To me, the "late Heather Hunter", the timing meant nix. Dave wasn't saying anything but, as Miss Punctuality, she was probably seething. And tee-hee to that! Why should...