Thank you to all my lovely readers for their wonderful comments on the story so far! If you enjoy this, please rate it and feel free to leave a comment or send me a message. I try to respond to everyone who isn't anonymous. Thursday Evening - The Writer's Dinner We picked up our handbags and headed down and then out onto the street. The sun was out and the...
Dear Jenny: You asked for my story of way back then: how did I survive, how did I find strength and acceptance? How did I find love? Yes, I'll tell you, Jenny. You've a right to know, and from what you've written to me about your life now, you need to know. I'm including the intimate, naughty bits, because they're part of the story, part of who Annie and I...
I had A Fantastic Editor for the first chapter of the Story and I want to thank her first before we begin the story. Thank you Misty your help was more than generous. Chapter One: Markers have a mind of their own I could feel the marker moving up and down the back of my leg. I looked over at Stacy she was smiling and talking to Jessie like there nothing...
It was raining outside - a typical Amsterdam spring day with heavy grey cloud casting a chill gloom upon the city. A Little natural light was managing to find its way through the dirty, rain spattered windows as they rattled in their frames, carrying with it the luminous presence from the spring leaves on the trees outside that lined the canal. Inside, the r...
I undid the buttons on my silk shirt as I strode toward the bed, my eyes locked onto Alisa as she crawled backward, feigning fear at my approach. The shirt floated to the floor and I leaned over her, rubbing a nipple against her lips until her tongue snaked out and licked it into hardness. I moved down and caught her mouth, taking her breath away with a pass...
*** Week Two *** I woke up Monday morning moaning and shivering. I was confused and dazed until I realized what it was -- I was just at the tail end of an orgasm. I was on my side hugging my pillow. The sheets were soaked with perspiration, my hair was clingy and wet, and I was terrified. I couldn't remember who it was, in my dream, that I had been making l...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Preamble. Hi, and thank you for choosing my story. I hope you will enjoy it. If you do, please be kind enough to give a score at the end. This helps me to gauge the popularity of my work. - If I may - I usually like to suggest, one star each for: Composition & Use of Vocabula...
It was early February, and surprisingly warm for Seattle. Dripping with sweat in my workout gear, I was stretching on the floor of Curves, sitting with my thighs in a wide V formation. My trainer Candace handed me a water bottle to sip, and then asked: "Frederika, I'm wondering if you could do me a favor next weekend?" I straightened up. "What did you have...
All the time Jennifer and I were talking, I was working on my plan. She had a big advantage over me since I hadn't been aware of her so called training program. Not that I was complaining about the results, but if my efforts to give her a memorable day were to succeed, I'd need some help and fast. Code word...toys. I may have mentioned that I had some toys,...
Wanting to turn the fucking alarm off and sleep more I roll out of bed. Do turn the alarm off and stumble to the bathroom. Get the shower started then groan because I just went to get my hair done and no shower for this girl. Turn it off again then bend over the sink to splash my face before taking a look in the mirror. My wonderful perm got a little rumple...