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Dear Diary: I feel guilty as hell ya know, for doing this, but I figure what the hell, who's gonna see it, right? What I did was tape some conversations with my best friend Lisa the last couple nights. Thing is, I did some manipulating during the conversations to get Lisa excited. Thought I'd transcribe it here just for kicks, ya know? Play it back for her...
Disclaimer: This is a work of erotic fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The views and opinions expressed by characters in this story are not necessarily those of the author. A...
Moira Lyttle was a classic Irish lass. Her flame-red hair fell in wavy rings to her waist. Her body was lithe, her skin milky-white and free of blemishes beyond a light dusting of freckles at shoulders, on the tops of her flawless breasts, and across her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Her eyes were green and piercing. Any boy caught in her gaze would imm...
The School Orchestra was participating in a competition in Cork. The girls had been in previous years but now they anticipated the weekend away together as lovers. This extended episode tells how things get unexpectedly exciting for Mary and Gabby. Part 1 - Passion controlled It was Sunday morning and Emily Quinn was up early; before 8 am she was sitting a...
A story with a slightly rough edge involving a natural woman and a younger female. Sensitive readers should consult the story tags if in doubt. ***** Ruth Maxwell turned the key in the lock of her mailbox, aware of the presence of a kid in the apartment building lobby watching her. While the area she lived in was rather sketchy as far as crime went, at 5'8...
"Lizzy!" She heard her mothers' voice calling but she didn't want to stop her stretching exercises. Her mothers frowning face appeared in the doorway and told her that she was to report to Mrs. Jamison's on Monday at 8 am. "You're the only student in the class and you'll meet at her home." her mother said. "OH GREAT!" Lizzy thought to herself sarcasticall...
Continuation of "My GF; Fucking & How We Met" and not recommended as a standalone work. If you do just want to read some sex scenes (or like to "prepare" for them ;), they're bookended with ~~~. Fictional story containing graphic lesbian sex. I run back upstairs and put on some clothes. I'm now wearing my matching "I don't want to be no furry-footed bur...
Hey everyone! I just wanted to say thanks for the positive feedback from the first part of this story. If you haven't read the first part yet, please do. This story picks up where the first one left off. It took me awhile to decide how to write a second part with the same slow burn and sexual tension that I love about new relationships. I hope you guys like...
Thank you for being so patient! I ended up rewriting this about four times until I was pleased with the pacing. Your support means everything to me. Thank you so much! And, thank you Shachar for letting me know someone actually reads my profile! ***** JJ drove away from Ashley's house with a smile on her face. Who wouldn't, after a night like that? In on...