Once there was a trendy black and platinum blonde haired woman. She was wearing a black tank top and a pink plaid skirt. She was about 5'2" and 120lbs. She never liked boys. She thought they were boring and predictable, in and out of the bedroom. Her name was Windy Haze and she worked as a tattoo and piercing artist which is something she always loved doing...
I was pleased that Kelly asked Kassie to accompany us to the house. She wanted us to be together as much as possible since we hadn't seen one another since Christmas. When we entered, Kelly started to remove the leash from my collar. Kassie immediately said, "Kelly, would you mind leaving it on a while longer?" She still held the lead end in her hand. "Ka...
Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. This is a work of Fiction and will have an additional chapter. Thank you for your comments. This is the third installment of a story I began in January. The plot is settled but the scenes and details have required more time than anticipated. The curve of the plot is shifting to t...
Jess shut the door behind me. There was no way she could miss what I did to her panties. One way or another, sooner or later, that pussycat was coming out of the bag. Then it was me and the mirrors. You really could see everything in this nightgown. I turned around, stood on on my toes - yep, there was a flash of panty. But it didn't affect me like yesterda...
This story is pretty short, but there will be additional chapters. I originally wrote it for an anthology that had a pretty severe length restriction. After months of not hearing from them, I've decided to publish it here. * "Sergeant Ridder?" Looking up, I saw a corpsman calling my name. "This way please," he said. Efficiently and impersonally, he led me...
I am rubbing my tits, twisting and pinching, and thinking of you. Pulling my nipple rings, little fingers through them, thinking of you. I am plunging a finger in and out of my cunt, thinking of you. Now, two, then three. Unable to fist myself, but thinking of you, who can. Licking my sex-slick, closing my eyes, smelling my odours - created by thinking of...
One It was the usual Wednesday evening routine -- straight off the train and into the Duke of Wellington. Known locally as 'The Welly', it was the nearest pub to the station and I had become an expert in beating the rush as every thirsty commuter seemed to make a beeline there on the way home. A mixture of knowing which carriage to use and fast walking mea...
Enlightened Descent, is a novelette that explores the relationship between two close friends. Neither was aware of the other's sexual attraction, and so it is a revelation when they discover their mutual desires. They soon learn that there are very distinct differences in the roles they wish to play however, and this leads to some very entertaining reading....
Erika was smitten with Jamie from the first moment she had seen the girl. Over the next few weeks the two women became inseparable as Erika invited her out to dinner and then back to her home. Some evenings were filled with concerts, plays, and the symphony as Jamie was exposed to Erika's more cultured environment. While Jamie enjoyed the social excursions,...
"One of your tattoos seems off," Skyler said as he lifted his face from Alex's crotch. "Shut up," Alex laughed. "I'm serious," he said as he sat up. "Serious," she replied as she slid up the bed. "I'm dead serious." Alex finally got of the bed and looked down at the "slave" tattoos above the small swath of pubic hair. She couldn't see them very well. Sh...