Tatianna woke with a start; something was wrong. The candles in her family's quarters had burned low, but there should still be more light than that. There was a darkness at the foot of her bed, blocking the candlelight from reaching all the way into the alcove where she slept. The darkness moved slowly toward her. Summoning nerve, Tatianna called out, "Who...
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A few days after my "plugging" Lauren asked me if she could invite her long-time school-friend, Abigail to visit for the coming week. Abigail was a charming girl and Lauren's best friend t school. She had often spent the evening while they did their homework together, and occasionally slept over. She was somewhat shy, a quiet bookish girl who wore glasses an...
EMILY'S STORY - part 2 Hi, it's me, Emily Sterling again. When you left me in the last chapter, I was explaining about the 'close' relationship between me and my twin sister Kira, and why I feel so miserable. Melody, one of my basketball teammates had just finished cumming on my face, and now apparently Sharon, another teammate was going to take a turn....
It was a quite normal day at college. Lectures and tutorials filled the morning and afternoon. It was about 3ish when a pressing matter made me excuse myself from class. I always took my time when visiting the girls room. I believed that pressing too hard would dis figure my little orifice and that to me was the last thing I would ever want. I came from a...
EMILY'S STORY My name is Emily Sterling. I'm a college student, attending USC, my parents, and sister are all apparently wonderful and happy. We live in a beautifully appointed house in Los Angeles - what could be better? The problem is, I'm miserable. Maybe I should start at the beginning. My sister Kira and I have always been very close, which is unders...
By the time Gail hit the End button on her cell she felt better. Jan had explained how enduring a brief bit of humiliation could create a long term upside. All she had to do was think of it as acting. With no appetite, Gail ordered a double Bombay Martini for some liquid courage. By the time she got to the bottom of the glass it was already one o'clock. Late...
When you're 18 years old, things you've done since you were 12 have lost their meaning. The routines tick along, safe and unexceptional, until you stop for a moment and ask yourself what's really happening. I don't remember what movie we were watching the night after my twelfth birthday, but I do remember the chill in the basement and the sharp scent of dog...
"So what happened with Lloyd?" asks Heather, leaning with one elbow on the table at Pete's Tavern. It's just before noon on a Sunday and the restaurant is filled with the buzz of people eating brunch, a meal favored by fashionable young city dwellers waiting to begin living lives more like their parents. "I couldn't stand it any more," says Anne. "We weren...
Copyright 2015, 2020 Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Chapter 1 I couldn't stop thinking about Melissa Holloway. Her mother had hired me to teach her how to understand female sexual response, so that she wouldn't be disappointed by her new husband on...