This story is pure fiction and any resemblance to any people real or otherwise is purely accidental. * My name is Abigail Lawson, but you can call me Abi. I live with my parents (no siblings) in a small mid western town called Methuselah's Pride, Or Pride for short. And it's slap bang in the middle of Kansas and miles from anywhere. The type of place wher...
When our church hired the new Pastor, we were invited to a reception in his honor and that of his wife. For reasons that shall be pretty obvious, I've changed everybody's names and other things that could identify them. Even though all that occurred was among people who consented most willingly, there are some who might look askance upon us. Please note that...
A ONE NIGHT STAND. Petra has had a one night stand with Alicia but as it turns out, Alicia is somewhat reluctant to take things further. In this chapter we see them part as they struggle to put it all behind them, Petra gets married to a man but finds her desires for women are only strengthened by her marriage. Author's note. I won't be able to publish the...
Looking into the eyes of the Hijab-wearing Somali chick lying nearly naked on my basement table, I smiled with smug satisfaction. You're my bitch now Sagalina, I said smugly. The young black woman whimpered softly, and begged me to release her. Keep whining and I will gag you again, I smirked. Sagalina's eyes widened and she went silent, for she knew that I...
(This is a story about lesbian love. If you do not like to read about lesbians and their love, I suggest you find another story more to your tastes. Thank you.) (Author's note: This story is very much connected with The Devil's Advocate, parts 1 and 2, as well as Fortune's Wiles, part 2. For full appreciation of this story, it is suggested that these be rea...
Chapter 1 My story is one of dismay born of a shocked heart and mind, and who knows what of my soul, if such there is. Doubting was something new to me, specifically about my church beliefs. I had gone to church faithfully since shortly after I was born, my parents being faithful Christians, and attending the same church for many years. It was a good chur...
They started out as hard working members of the church, but it grew into something far deeper. Lisa was forty-seven, but looked much younger, with blonde hair and blue eyes. She had a nice figure, 34 B, but some would say her hips were a bit too big and she was the pastor's wife. Jean was two years younger, with blonde hair and brown eyes, and a very petite...
Could life be any better? A beautiful wife with a great sex drive. At the top of his game in a very competitive business. His lovely PA, Ruth, at his knees as he looks across the city through the floor to ceiling windows of his top floor office, giving him his after lunch blow job. Maybe he'll fuck her on this same couch before quitting time, then go home to...
The snow fell slowly, in big downy flakes. It wasn't a blizzard by any means, Ashley had seen far worse, but it was more than enough to mess with traffic. Between that and the regular Friday evening exodus heading north now that the skiing was good, her car moved at a crawl. Actually, a crawl would have been an improvement. At the moment she wasn't moving at...
The alarm went off and Lisa rolled over and pressed the button to turn off the noisy buzzer. She lay there for a few minutes drifting in and out of sleep. Her husband was already gone to work and it took her a few minutes to collect herself. She brushed her blonde hair out of her eyes, threw back the covers, and walked into the bathroom. Never wearing clot...