This one is based on a true story... I'm joking, I wish! This is a slow burn story with lots of build-up but I think you'll find it worth your while. I know I did when I was writing it! I would love to hear your reactions - happy reading! * * * * * Against my better judgement, I opened the kitchen cupboard and peered at the shelf that should contain my s...
Please don't reproduce this copyrighted work without permission. ________ A note of personal thanks to Bernard Lyons, a dear friend in Dublin, Ireland who provided me with his generous and timely editorial insight. Thanks B! ________ The actors in this script are of legal age. This is a work of adult erotic fiction and contains descriptions of sexual act...
It was a quiet night. TV was boring as usual so I was happily sitting on the couch at home reading a book. My name is Cyndi and I'm the older one of the "not really twins". My sister Annabel and I differ in age by 11 months. We both have our mother's good looks and our father's good genes. We both stand at 5'4" and look like identical twins. We both keep o...
Chapter Seven: Between the shafts of a cart The hands of her watch showed a square angle when Cathy entered the courtyard: nine o'clock sharp. The sun was shining above Charissa, as it usually did in the month of Rose. The New State had changed the names of the months: instead of Roman gods and imperators, they were now named after the nicest Auronian flowe...
Part 1: Maid service Claire Madigan is an eighteen-year old beauty from Tucson, Arizona. After taking up golf at the age of nine, she soon showed the natural talent that would earn her an LPGA card at seventeen. Now out of high school, her first year on the pro tour has yielded four top ten finishes including a second at the Players and a tie for third at...
I could see myself reflected in the golden elevator doors and I smirked at myself. Behind me, I could see the expensive marble floor, the impressive (if a little gauche) Corinthian columns, and the gilded trim that was stretched around the perimeter of the lobby. Everything, including me, had a slightly gold-metallic tinge from the reflection, giving everyth...
This is (as the title indicates) part two of "Could You Be Mine," but from RJ's perspective. The story picks up right before the end of part one. It took me a while to get here -- I wanted to share RJ's voice but she wasn't the easiest character to translate into words and I felt quite determined to get it as right as possible. Thank you all for your patienc...
Sex scenes are bookended with "~~~" for those uninterested in plot. For those interested in plot, I don't recommend this continuation chapter as a standalone piece. It's been a while - my fault and I am sorry - since the last My GF chapter. As a brief reminder, the story is told in binal narration by a couple, alternating in timeline between their present r...
Hey there, fellow Litsters! This is my first foray into the Lesbian category so I sincerely hope I do a good enough job. Please do drop your valuable votes, comments and private feedback to let me know how I fared. I am writing this story on the request of SAbitch. Hence, if I did a good job, credit me, and if I didn't, blame her for coaxing this story. :P...
This is the continuation of 'The Artist and her young lover' and it will make little sense unless you have read the first part. To Recap: Milly's wife, a police officer, was killed and her friend's daughter, Fiona, provided comfort through Milly's grief. The following year Fiona decides to study at university, near to Milly's home and spends a lot of time...