AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a re-written version of the story originally published in 2017. This story takes place decades in the past. I leave it up to you, dear reader, to decide the year. The story has been fleshed out more, and includes several more pages of content. If you enjoy this story, please take a look at the other stories about Shari and Velma. As al...
Convent life consisted of routine. Years upon years of the same routine until you gave in to the system or regime as some refer to it. The life was hardest of course for the younger nuns and novices. They still had to fight the demons of their sexual desires, and no matter what the older nuns may say, they all had their desires. On those silent, cold, black...
DISCLAIMERS: This story is a work of fiction; any apparent resemblance between the characters in this story and any actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. Do not read this story if you are under the age of 18 or if explicit sexual fiction is illegal in your jurisdiction. WARNING: If lesbian sex, restraint, older/younger, m...
We travelled light. Earl Harold went on ahead with his swiftest steed and his housecarls. Ealdgyth, myself, and the ladies in waiting followed more sedately. The old Roman roads were such a blessing, and we arrived in Westminster two days before the Christ Mass. The Court was hushed with anxiety. The old King was a saintly man, so they said. He was pious, h...
Author's Note It's been a while since I've written a big ole slow-burning sappy as hell romance, and I think it's long past due. Plenty of passion in this one too, but it takes a while to get there. As usual, all characters are over the age of eighteen, and you should be too if you're reading this. Enjoy! WaxPhilosophic * Cilantro and Onions I...
Ah, the Friday afternoons. The stress of the entire week was still a little, squirmy pressure inside me. It was slowly calming down; thoughts about the coming hour and the evening were greater and more intense. Fantasy's clouded my mind and made me forget about reality, just leaving place for dreams about satisfaction. My mind was busy making plans, plans fo...
Dear Readers! Do you want to know what happens these characters? Yes, I know that you want to know. My editor gives up. I sought the new editors, and I gave up. This chapter is the last. I can't say why I stop to write. It is nothing to do with you personally, but I still like to write. Enjoy my last chapter. ************* Max wears the black blo...
I found myself waking alone sometime after midnight. The bright red flashing of the clock in the strange bedroom felt oddly comforting. I think it probably had to do with the realization that I wasn't at home and in my own bed. It took my mind a moment to register where I was. It took, however only a brief second for my mind to comprehend the terrible pain t...
Chapter 5 Girls will be Girls With a mischievous glint in her eye, Cynthia giggled, "Now it's your turn. I want to taste some of your chocolate cream pie. I only got a taste when I cleaned up John. I want more. You have a feast in that hole of yours." Moving toward the desk where Joy was sprawled, Cynthia commanded, "Lean back and enjoy." Kneeling before t...
This is part of a much longer story and to get the most enjoyment from this chapter you should really read the previous 14 chapters first. Now there are only two more to come! ************************* Kirsten had been sitting on the edge of her seat as I recounted the whole story of the previous Friday evening's 'party' in the Passionella White Room. "Sh...