Rhonda saw that Ocean, despite her nautical name, hadn't earned her sea legs yet. The college junior had an empty pill bottle of sea sickness medication to appeal to for proof of her will to make the trip. Still, she spent most of her journey doubled over the portside deck, a hurling, retching mess. According to Michelle, Rhonda's niece and Ocean's frien...
Chapter One (October 2001, Lancashire) Walking down the usual, everyday street Heather caught sight of her reflection in the usual, everyday shop window. And modesty aside, she was impressed. Tall, raven-haired and needing no makeup at all she cut an impressive figure. Even in her student togs she was a sight to be seen; self-supporting, not needing a bra,...
Smokey Saga #63: "The Art Of The Squeal" ***** My first thought was to call this "Hooked II," but that would make very little sense. The characters and storyline are completely different, and besides, the Smokey Sagas past #50 are all Sapphic. Perhaps they should now be known as Sapphic Sagas. It's going under Lesbian Sex, but you'll want to know that this...
Maria was an angel; there really was no other way to put it. Well, maybe savior or goddess or something like that, but angel just seemed to fit her better. She was a kind, merciful, loving spirit encased in a lovely body with a gentle face and a beautiful heart. Just when everything in Carrie's life seemed bound, bent and determined to bring her to her knees...
Please note, the following story has graphic sexual content. If you are younger than 18, please do not read any further. Copyright by the author, feb 2007 * This moment, this very moment felt so strange. I was on my bed with a stupid catalog. I was feeling so empty and lost. The night was so quiet. For some reason, right at that moment I felt that my life...
You'll have to excuse me for my english; it's not my first language (and this story was written long ago). I don't think it'll cause you big problems to read, but you'll certainly find some mistakes. And, most of all, I fear that I'm not really getting better with each story I write so be patient... If there's one thing I like being a girl, through all the...
Copyright 2015, 2020 Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Chapter 1 Myra "Charlie, you KNOW these roles are important to my career," the very attractive twenty three year old blonde whined. "I've got to study my lines!" Her boyfriend, a muscular but...
This is the second and final installment of this series. It can be read as a standalone story. Enjoy! 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...
Chapter One Image this! Me, writing a love story . . . no, a goddamned romance!! How crazy is that? As the youngest of three siblings I've always been the least likely to get involved in a love affair. If in need of a likely suspect you'd never need look further than my big sis. Erika has "romance" tattooed on her heart. Six years older, she used to mothe...
Chapter One It was the first sixth form disco of 1997 and Angie had spent the last half hour in the ladies' toilets. Not that she was some sort of perv . . . Well, not that she classed herself as some sort of perv. No, if she classed herself as anything, "perv" would be last on the list; even if some of her so-called schoolmates did judge books by their co...