I could visualise the crumpled bed sheets showing signs of the previous client; screwed up tissues and discarded condom wrappers lying on the floor. I ran my fingers over the satin sheets, imagining the raw sexual emotions that had come together, within. Smoke, from the numerous cigarette butts in the ashtray, still hung in the air and hidden behind it, ther...
Kristin and Jenny woke up late the next morning, feeling a bit the worse for wear. Kristin especially was moving very slowly, cursing herself under her breath; she knew better than to drink so much, or to mix her drinks the way she had, but it had seemed like a good idea at the time. They dressed and made their way gingerly to the kitchen, where Elena poure...
Note: This is the FINAL part of THE CHECKRIDE ALL FEEDBACK WELCOME! The first part of this story was from Wanda's perspective. This second part will be from Lydia's point of view. ***** The relationship I thought that was going to change my life, never blossomed. Nora came back into Wanda's life, they seemed like a perfect couple. I was hurt, but Wanda h...
Sitting in the hotel lobby, sipping at a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, I am surprised to realize I am nervous. It is not the surroundings. The palm trees, the art deco styling, and the luxurious leather couches are familiar to me, not just at this hotel but from all those palaces around the world that for the last eighty or so years have effortless...
Back in the apartment that evening, Candice sat on the sofa and thought about Camilla, whom she expected to see come home anytime, but was also wondering--and worrying about--why she hadn't come home yet. She knew Camilla wasn't stripping at Luvlee's that night, so unless she was out with that man she'd been with the night before, she should have already com...
“My family would kill me if they knew I wanted to be with a woman.” “But, Lay, won’t they be even more devastated if they find out?” Aidan asked her. “I guess you’re right, but I wasn’t always bisexual though.” “What do you mean?” Aidan asked. “Well,” I said “my family thinks that I am getting married… to a man and I don’t have the heart to tell them i...
Steph reveals what happened with her roommates. This story is a work of fiction; any resemblance to reality is purely coincidental. If you liked the story, please take a minute and rate it. If you didn't, please be gentle--it's my first time. All comments are appreciated, especially constructive criticism. It was over a week later that the elephant in the...
Part of Bea had wondered if she had imagined the encounter with the beautiful red haired woman. Of course she knew it had happened but with so little evidence and with it being so out of the realms of reality she wondered if it had been a fever dream, a particularly vivid masturbatory fantasy or perhaps some kind of psychosis due to dehydration after a long...
It was eleven o'clock in the morning. Jane woke up much later than she normally did. She was not one to sleep in, even on the weekends. But she woke up in her bed, confused and drowsy. A delicious smell drifted into her bedroom. The pleasant smell intrigued the small Asian enough to bring her out of bed. She put on her glasses and slowly stumbled out befor...
Smokey Saga #18: "Happy Endings II—Won't You Smile Awhile For Me" ***** Here is the newly edited sequel to my January 2014 story "For Happy Endings It Takes Two." Enjoy. ***** Saturday, December 14th, 2013, 4:22 p.m. She had just brought the plate of appetizers into the living room. She set it down and trotted to the window to look outside. Her date ha...