It was a beautiful Friday morning and Becky had the house to herself now that her father and Amber left. Mostly, she did just busy work so she wouldn’t get too bored. She also did some of her homework, played some video games and watched a little TV. Around lunchtime, she got a call from her dad. He asked her to go shopping and get whatever she thought they’...
The elevator door dinged shut behind me. I was smiling ear to ear and my whole body tingled. The weekend I'd spent with Daddy had been the best one ever, I couldn't even believe that it had really happened. Every now and then I'd freak out a bit, but then he'd touch me or kiss me and I would swoon all over again. Even now my knees felt like jelly, thinking o...
S.L.U.T.S : Syndicate of Lesbian Unions Training School. Professor Clitoris Cuntlick, Doctor of Dildoes, Erogenous Emeritus, Dean of Postgraduate and Workplace Sex Studies yesterday delivered the First Annual Report of S.L.U.T.S. She said: "Ever since we passed the new laws which guaranteed all lesbians the right to collectively organise within their own u...
John, my husband of twenty years, pulled his head out of the newspaper one morning at breakfast and out of the blue said, "I think you should hire a maid for you-personal attendant, so to speak." It was one of the few times a month he was home for breakfast and one of the even fewer times he actually started a conversation with me. I held my toast in mid-ai...
It was usual for undergrads to jog during the darkest hours of the night. While one studied at the bench under the bright lights of the corridors, girls or guys in pairs, or in small groups, would slowly pass by, their toned, muscular bodies covered with sheen of sweat. It was a marvelous display of youth, of raw sexual virility – reminiscence of a passionat...
This is a story about a neighbor of mine named Onica that I have had a steady fuck-buddy relationship with since we met. She was of Native American and Brazilian heritage with piercing blue eyes and dark autumn hair which she wore long and straight. She was several inches taller than I was and while not very "thick" or accentuated in the right places, I coul...
A fiddle played a happy closing note as Emma moved across the old gym floor to find a new dance partner. Her last one had been a creepy old man who needed suspenders to hold his pants up under his Santa Claus belly and who danced slowly and tried to hold her way too close. She shuddered involuntarily at the memory. Her eyes caught those of a tall, dark-haire...
Hi readers, this is a one off story, Hope you like it MELD. ****************************** "Oh for Christ sake Ollie, will you put your face straight, what's the matter with you?" "Nothing Dad, I'm fine," she replied, looking glumly out of the window as the car took the turning for Plumford. "It's only for a couple of days, it wouldn't hurt you to hav...
The two of them had wanted this for far too long now. They had tried to suppress the undeniably strong attraction between them. They had tried to deny the shivers they felt when they accidentally brushed past each other at work, the increased pounding of their hearts when they looked at each other, the fluttery feeling deep in their stomachs when they though...
**Thank you to all of my readers. I have enjoyed the journey with Kat and Jenna, and hope you have as well. It has been a pleasure expanding on what was supposed to have been a single, short story, dreaming up what their next adventure would be. But I owe that in part to you, the reader, as I've only written what you've requested. May their adventures contin...