Some nights when the demonic fiend that is insomnia rears its ugly head, Instead of watching T.V. or sitting mindlessly in front of the computer, I watch you sleep. It doesn't happen very often. Just like when we are awake, there are days I can't take my eyes off of you. So there I sit, in that hideous orange chair in the corner, the one you hate but will no...
In Jen's junior year at University, she was enrolled in an English lit class that required each student to attend a lab style writing period. The lab period unfortunately fell very inconveniently from 3 to 5pm every Friday. At first, and the thing that bothered Jen the most, was that it would be cutting in to the start of the weekend partying. How this writ...
Note: All characters depicted in this story are 18, or older. I was just replaying last night's phone call with Liz in my mind when I heard the sound of my dad's voice disrupt me from my daydreaming. Liz had invited me and a few of our friends to hangout at a lake house that she had rented for three days to celebrate our graduation from high school. "Hey s...
Mandy opened her eyes to the blinding light of the Sun the next morning, Sunday. It shined directly on her and the two beautiful women lying on either side of her. She turned her head slowly to look at the strawberry blonde, Erin. She was curled up next to Mandy with an arm resting on Mandy's abdomen and her other arm stretched out on Mandy's pillow above he...
Hi readers! I'm writing this story on behalf of my friend who shared her experience with me. She wanted to share her experience with others, and decided this would be an excellent way of reaching people of similar interests. The following first person account is exactly the way she narrated it. * My name is Kashish, and this is the story of how my life cha...
All characters are eighteen years old or over. * Two weeks after the big snowstorm Shelly and I were in Gym class one after- noon. As usual, we showered after class in the girl's locker room. We had plenty of time because the class was small in size, our town being a small town with about thirty senior girls. Shelly and In have been, you know, balling eac...
A small group of exceedingly beautiful women met the limousine with umbrellas and a wheel chair for Cynthia who was not completely out of her orgasmic daze. She was wrapped in a warm robe and taken inside the two story mansion that overlooked the steep valley. Mistress Millicent lived on the side of the mountain. "Come on, it's raining," a woman called to...
I come home, and am surprised. you aren't awaiting Me!! "Where are you, girl?" I cry out. No answer. "Girl!!" I call and call, even using your name, but there is no response. Then I look to the floor, and i see a little arrow, pointing to the kitchen. I follow the arrow. On the table is a note, and a hot dinner. I read the note. "Mistress," it begins in yo...
It was a lovely, warm, sunny day in August, and my friends from college - Kerri, Catie, and Randi - had all come to visit me. My husband had to be at work until late that evening, so it was a fun girly afternoon of sitting around the living room talking and reminiscing. All of a sudden my cell phone rang, and I ran off to the bedroom to answer it. It was Rav...
Authors Note: This is an edited version of this story. It was originally posted in error without even a proof read. I would like to thank my editor for all her help and the extra effort she put in to make me look good. So thank you Adetaildiva. Also, I had a friend read it to see why the initial votes were so low besides the obvious spelling and grammatic...