Note to readers: This event was related to me by Brooke and was asked to write about her sexual adventures. The name and events are true, the locations are changed for discretionary reasons. Please enjoy her tale. I've always believed things happen for a reason. From a time and age, when things like I've done already, most girls haven't even fantasized...
Melissa straightened the collar of her suit coat and steeled herself for the inevitable inappropriate comments as she climbed onto the bus. The swampy Southern air was awfully hot for a coat, and she had been sorely tempted to leave it in her car. But there was no way she was joining Mr. Morahan's brood of investors -- rich, entitled older men one and all, a...
Author's Note This story picks up from "Irresistible Attraction" and "Holding Out for a Hero", although as usual I have tried to write it as a tale in its own right, so readers have no reason to backtrack. And, unlike many of my earlier efforts, this one is sex just about all of the way. ***** Chapter One (October 2001, Lancashire: Thursday morning) Hea...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 5 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. TESTING MY NEW RELATIONSHIP WITH JOYCE Olivia and I had not rea...
Thank you all for the encouraging comments; keep them coming and feel free to share ideas. I've stopped referring to chapters but the first two installments can be found here: First. Second. ================================================ Stephanie had been standing in front of her neighbor's door for a long while, gathering herself before knocking. Th...
If you have not read the previous chapters here is a short summary of what happened. Anna and Olivia are twins, Anna lived in London and Olivia in Vienna when their mother died. After the funeral Olivia went back home while Anna discovered that her mother had a secret life and was a libertine, meaning that she loved sharing sex with a lot of people. Anna dec...
Author's Note: This story has a slow build-up, with the initial focus more on character development than kinkiness. However, there will eventually be scenes that should hopefully reward your patience. ***** Prologue As I sit at the desk in my bedroom on the eve of my eighth year as a teacher, I can't help but chuckle while recalling the events which led m...
Heather and her mother Rita moved into their new house a week ago. It was not a difficult move and they hadn't moved very far; it was only a few blocks away from their old place. The house was considerably different. It was a large house in a very upper class street. It was in a practical sense too big for the single mother and daughter, but Rita loved big h...
I was pleased that Kelly asked Kassie to accompany us to the house. She wanted us to be together as much as possible since we hadn't seen one another since Christmas. When we entered, Kelly started to remove the leash from my collar. Kassie immediately said, "Kelly, would you mind leaving it on a while longer?" She still held the lead end in her hand. "Ka...
This, as its name hints, is actually a sequel to "Gift from Mother Christmas". While it is possible to read on its own, elements will make more sense if read after the first story. I should also warn that this is a long tale and a romance as much as a sex story. And so, for this second part of the story of my life, the summer of 1997, I face a problem: how...