Author's Note: Just to warn you, this is another slow-burn, and also contains mild elements of blood-play, so don't read on if that kinda thing freaks you out. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Cold rain pelted Sally's shivering body as she hurried over the winding cobblestone sidewalk. It had just started to pou...
Ding! Still gnawing at the end of my pen, mind racking the PR crisis in front of me, I lazily grabbed my phone but before I reached it, my best friend, Willow, snatched it like a cheetah. She plopped down in the plush chair across from my desk and squealed. "Oh my gosh, Diana! You've got a Catch! He looks like a hottie too!" she exclaimed, quickly unlocki...
Long ago... Julie Welsh stared out the window of her second floor dorm room impatiently wondering if she should brave the late afternoon deluge of rain to search for her missing textbook. She leaned her head against the window frame and silently cursed herself for being so careless earlier. They say that you should never judge a book by its cover. It's not...
Kassandra raced through the airport and bulled over other fliers to find her connecting plane. By the time she arrived at the first electronic board listing the departures, it was like she was preparing for the eight hundred meter run. She slipped her bag off and massaged the cramps in her shoulder it left behind. As she caught her air and relieved her dis...
Sunday morning. This time it was Annie who awoke first. She checked the clock which read 7:00 am; then she checked Chris. It was highly unusual for him to sleep past 6:30 (even on the weekends,) but this day was different. She hadn't counted how many times he came last night; but lying there thinking about it, it had to have been at least three. She grinned...
Ok here it is! The first edited chapter of Jenny and Carrie. Becca edited the first half, and told me to study what she had done and finish editing it myself to keep the story the way I wrote it. JC did some more. I used what I felt worked for the better of the story. So, I hope it comes out well for you the reader. Now before you start commenting on the be...
Chapter One (September 1997) Angie hadn't been in the Union Bar until now. Months ago, when she'd visited and been shown round the campus it hadn't been open; nor had any of the three other bars on site. If memory served her correctly, the Union wasn't the biggest student drinking venue but it had looked the most promising. So here she was. And seen now,...
Smokey Saga #72: "Eleven" ***** This is semi-adapted from a play script I wrote around the turn of the 2010s. A carbon-copy of that would not work very well as an erotic narrative. Well, it might, but most would find it far-stretched and far-fetched. So I feel what I came up with here turned out better. Hope you like it. Please enjoy, like each time, and...
Author's Note: This work, my first, would not be possible without the assistance and comments of Carey Thomas, the author of a wonderful set of lesbian romances with characters who interweave among her stories. Her work is published at Literotica.com. She reviewed drafts of certain parts of this book, and I have included, with her permission and changed name...
Chapter Sixty-Two It's fair to say I got mixed reactions to my career change/house purchase. On the work front my team mates all said that they'd miss me, my line manager seemed to be devastated and my departmental head, Steve, just shook his head and sighed deeply. 'Another one,' he said, 'how much are they paying you?' Feeling Judas-like, I showed him t...