Author's warning: There's a lot of talk about hockey in this story and it may be lost on people who weren't raised in the culture. Apologies. If you get through the shop talk there's lesbian sex with a moderate dom/sub element. Enjoy! Chapter 1. Kate loved hockey. That wasn't particularly strange. In Northern Ontario, where the winters brought dozens of...
I wrote this story in 1999. It was one of my first attempts at erotic literature. It is purely fictional, unlike my later stories. Sweet Caroline. I will never forget the girl as long as I live. My Caroline. Just the mention of her name brings back such vivid, sweet memories. Yes, she was cruel, harsh, wicked; as bad as she wanted to be. But for every hour...
You really should read "Lady of the Lamp" first before reading this since this story picks up right after that one ends. However, I haven't written it yet. Until I do, it is enough to know that after the events depicted in "Throwin' Pennies in the Bay," Judy falls in love with Jon, and they get married. They have two beautiful girls and are madly in love. Th...
Part 1 of 3: Face in the Crowd Snow fell on the college campus. Exam week was almost over. Most of the students had already gone home to be with their families for the winter. Linda, the history professor, walked towards her car. She was an elegant and respectable woman. She had recently been named chair of the history department, which was the highlight o...
A week later, Candice asked me to stay after class then invited me to go with her to an Ingmar Bergman movie. I gagged at the title, but cheerfully said, sure. We had a good time, and it was the first of many such good times; movies, plays, art shows, and once even a cocktail party. Of course, I willfully restrained all my sexual impulses and made no advance...
I followed the mistress into the low stone room, behind me followed the slavegirl.. Dressed in an extremely tight & small French maid outfit, made out of some artificial fabric that looked & felt like a cross between silk & plastic. About her hung the pleasing odour of sexual need & her slippery inner thighs squelched as she trotted after us. Her ankles were...
The sounds of nature filled the night air by the shore of Spring Lake. A hundred feet from the water's edge sat a mixed quintet of women around a roaring fire. The clear water reflected the light of a full moon, a light that added to the illumination from the fire. Fifty feet further from the waterline stood a large wooden cabin, their home for the weekend....
She's so beautiful! I look down at her and trace the shapes of her body with my fingertips, the planes of her face, the softness of her red lips in their usual smile, the hills of her breasts, the hard peaks of her erect nipples, the valley of her stomach, the smoothness and softness of her inner thighs. Her breathing increases, the tops of her breasts blu...
Have you ever met one of those people who just bubble with life? You know, the people who are addictive and infectious, drawing you towards them like a moth to the flame. This story is about such a person... No, not me. I'm the moth. Last winter after a particularly nasty fight with my boyfriend at the time, we finally called it quits and went our separate...
There are few garments of clothing that have such sexual power as stockings: black, seemed, fishnet, long holdups or whatever, they all arouse and excite. Even women! * Chapter 1 Sammi had never felt such a beautiful coming together of her emotional and physical needs. She had never experienced such a combination of feelings and sensations. Never before h...