I saw Alison for the first time in a little shop around the coastline from where I live. As you can see from my bio', I’m a teenaged girl, or woman, according to your views on the matter. I’m also trying to sort out my sexual identity and as you will see from this story I’m reaching the conclusion that while I like, and might one day enjoy men, especially th...
I didn't know what to do with myself. I had pottered around at home for a while but was still annoyed at Andrew for being such a pain. Well no really, for being so boring. I had decided that I would treat myself to a day looking round the shops. It had been ages since we had had sex of any kind and he was always so busy these days. To be honest the sex wasn'...
"Oh no, Kaitlyn and Paul broke up?" I couldn't believe it. Kaitlyn was my sister-in-law. My husband Trevor nodded, "Yeah and the apartment is in his name. He wants her out this weekend." "That's crazy where does he expect her to go?" I asked. "I was thinking if you are ok with it we could let her stay in our guest room until she can find a place?" "Of co...
Note: This short work of fiction includes sensory deprived self-bondage and passionate lesbian sex. If this is not your thing, please click away now. All characters involved are 18+. It was a beautiful fall afternoon on the outskirts of Boston. A Friday, the weekend had just begun. Suzy playfully shuffled her feet through the fallen red, orange and yellow l...
Jayne was looking forward to finishing college. She had done all of her coursework bar one and was finishing that day. She always aimed to get high grades but could feel her focus waning as the day grew on. Realising she was just too excited to make her coursework any better she sent off the work and left, with nothing but the bright summer and university to...
Dubbed, "Shirley Muldowney, Jr" by her racing peers, Daria was making quite a name for herself as the only woman on the male-dominated NASCAR circuit. When a race started, rather than dropping to the inside of the track on a corner, like other drivers, Daria chose the center line and dropped the pedal to the floor. While exceedingly unorthodox, it usually...
It wouldn't have happened if we hadn't had to use Oscar-Tango 13 that night. I'm pretty sure it's illegal to go out in a patrol car that doesn't have an operational camera system, but we had two off the road needing major repairs, and due to financial restraints and sickness there was only one overloaded mechanic working that week, so the sergeant in Ops jus...
I wrote this as a love story, not a quick thrill. I have taken certain liberties with names and locations, because, it was told to me, by a very close friend. So read it if you enjoy a short story not necessarily one with sex and orgasms every five lines Willy was a cop, daughter of a cop, a sister to cops and cousin to many cops. A few months before her t...
All characters portrayed are 18-years-old or older. ***** Susan opened her eyes and cringed. The light was too much. Too bright and too loud, and it made her head swim in a little puddle of dull regret as she looked across the tousled bed at the mess she'd made last night. Her plan to go out and find something young and eager didn't go nearly as planned, a...
The Ford Explorer rocked as it took the hump of some railroad tracks at twice the legal speed limit. "Could we get to the tornado in one piece please?" complained Benny, from the back seats. I knew he was catching hell with the bumps, camera equipment bags have a tendency to want to bounce after all. "Bitch, bitch, nag, nag. Has she ever not gotten us to...