This story was written based on a request by Hfernandez it is broken into two parts. If anyone would like to see the characters continue I would be happy to write more. As always this is fantasy and all characters are over the age of eighteen. ***** "Audrey I have a new client for you, should I send her to you?" Audrey sipped her latte as she considered...
This happened a few weekends ago. I have not had a chance to write it up because I have been so busy with work, but now that my ankle is broken, I have a lot of time on my hands. For those who have not read my previous stories, Sandy is 38 years old, tall, slender, medium length brown hair, beautiful, married, bisexual, and is also fucking my mother, which...
Introduction Well hello it's me again, Dotty by name and dotty by nature. As introductions go, this is not going to be a long one. For anyone who missed the story of finding "the real me" I'm a twenty-one year-old, studying Maths at a university in the north west of England. And, after years of believing I was as straight as my long blonde hair, I have ve...
Emma Norris shut the door on her latest client with a heavy sigh. He was one of those with a full on fetish, and his was for PVC! The suit she was in was so tight, she had practically had to sew herself into it. But, just as she was finally trying to squirm her way out of the suit, her mobile rang. "Hello," she said, answering it with the only hand that had...
"Look, Carol..." Madelyn Ross had her cell phone cradled against her ear while she flipped pages in her workbook - that was propped against the steering wheel of her mini van - with one hand and held a cigarette with the other. She was parked at a drive-in, arguing with her editor while she waited for her dinner to be delivered. She wasn't making much hea...
Tracy sat and starred at the glop of pumpkin innards on the newspapers. Ben and Tim were both outside now with their father, trying to get a candle to light in the jack-o-lantern and she was stuck with cleanup duty again. Sometimes it felt like she had three kids instead of two. She didn’t really mind all that much, but Tom was taking the boys with him to Je...
NOTE: If you've read any of my other stories, you know that they are usually in the first person. I wrote this one in the third person for a couple reasons. I wanted to try a different angle, and I wanted to explore both girls' feelings and reactions. Based on a true story. - Milene * * * * * The motel was worse than Milene expected, definitely low-rent...
I was decent at basketball. I could make lay-ups all day, but I enjoyed the display of power that comes from playing volleyball. I liked being the big girl in the middle. I was a middle blocker. In high school, I was told that I could play for a Division II school. I was not recruited though, and ended up playing at a community college. I guess that I was po...
Author's note: 2019 marks the 50th anniversary of the Stonewall riots in New York City. What better way to celebrate the progress society has made than with a story about coming out and finding love? As always, I welcome your thoughtful feedback. *** Staring at the stoplight, Kryssa Kowalski revved her Miata's engine, anticipating the change from red to...
Brooklyn had only been back in the flat for a few minutes when she heard a knock at the door. Opening the door, she was met by a very exuberant young woman holding a small case. "Hi, I'm Kylee. I'm here to zap all your hairs off," she said with an infectious smile. The girl had strawberry blonde hair, was the same height as Brooklyn and about the same bui...