AUTHOR'S NOTE: "Allison's Addiction" is a joint literary effort. I joined forces with an author named Anon140 in order to create this story. If you like this story, he should get part of the credit. As always, if you have any suggestions to improve the story, please click on my name, and e-mail me your suggestions. * * * * * My name is Allison, and I...
This is a love story. Thank you to Bob_Aganoush and Robert for their usual helpful comments. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events...
Chapter One -- The Ride After working a bit later than usual on a Friday evening, I decided to take an Uber home instead of walking over to the light rail. Darkness has already settled in for the evening, and given the fact a cold rain is pouring down outside, a warm ride home seems like a simple reward for a long week's work. Moments after thumbing in my r...
The morning sunlight shining through the window was unusually bright for Chicago in November. As she brushed her hair out of her eyes, Alexandra looked at the neat rectangle the sunlight formed on the dark wood floor. It was warm under the blankets, and her head felt much better than she expected. No hangover. She was halfway out of bed before she remember...
"Monica." The sound of her name caused Monica Doyle to look up from the envelopes she'd just removed from the mailbox and glance past the open vestibule door into the hallway beyond. The twenty-four year old smiled when she saw the white haired septuagenarian stepping out of the front apartment, but delayed a response until the woman closed and locked her d...
Trina watched quietly as her goddaughter exited the shop and headed off towards her car. Her arms were full of boxes and she had the blonde girl in tow. The old woman sipped her tea contemplatively. She had not expected to see Christa recover from her heartbreak so suddenly. It was quite a pleasant shock to see her back to her old self. The last time Trina h...
A whisper. So small and subtle, yet so very intimate. Soft lips pressed close to the ear, light puffs of air slipping through the opening with a message meant only for one. A whisper, so intimate, slipped through my window at two-thirty in the morning. I remember my roommate Jeannine not liking my idea of leaving the windows open that night. The air conditi...
'Certain people are afraid of freedom because freedom means responsibility,' so say the wise. Lily had always been putty in the hands of her rich parents who did everything possible to cushion her life. They took all the critical decisions for her. Thus at twenty three she emerged from the college with a master's degree in economics. Then the next inevitable...
This chapter is dedicated to all of my loyal readers of the "I Kissed a Girl" series who have racked up over 580 favorites and 460,000 views at submission time. Especially, to those who have requested Jenna's story over the years. I wanted to do her justice, to include what happened before she reconnected with Kat...through their first time together (Chapte...
Author's Note: This is chapter one in my Wound in Time series. The story contains mainly F/F action as well as a plot. It's a lengthy piece that will not exactly satisfy your search for instant gratification. That said, read on and hopefully, enjoy the story. Please don't forget to vote. ************** Mavin began her career as an amateur bodybuilder when...