Dilemma is a Greek word meaning a problem which offers two possibilities neither of which is unambiguously acceptable or preferable. Another way that I've seen this being put to words is: "finding oneself impaled upon the horns of a dilemma". This phrase directly refers to the horns of a bull where both are equally sharp, uncomfortable and dangerous. Dilemma...
Monday morning and Jess woke with a jump. She could feel a hand running its way down her back, across her arse and between her legs. Parting her lips, the stranger pushed two fingers inside her. She winced as they entered but soon got used to the intrusion. Groggily she opened her eyes and laid sight on her trespasser. Focusing on the person she could tell i...
Lisa looked over at the girl in her biology class, it was fifth period and she really knew that she should be listening to whatever it was that Mr, Hacon was trying to teach them, but for the life of her, all that Lisa wanted to do was stare over at Liz. Lisa was eighteen, and both of them were seniors at the Bayview High School. What could Lisa do, Liz was...
Julie had to work late that night. At 42, she was a partner in a successful law firm, but that meant she had to put in the hours. She walked back from the coffee machine to her glass walled office, and lowered the blinds. Sitting at her desk, the curvaceous redhead smoothed her pinstripe black skirt over her thighs, and straightened her blouse. She dove back...
Author's notes: long has it been since I have written any short stories. I've been so caught up in my personal life, my website, and work that my motivation to write has been slim to none. Thankfully my wild imagination has had no shortage of ideas, and being the smart cookie that I can be 5% of the time I decided to jot down some of the ideas that I had (th...
Alexandra Redding, American History and Social Studies Teacher stretched as much as she was able to, given the space limitations of overseas coach flight. The big jet had begun it's slow banking descent into the Glasgow airport. It was her first trip to Scotland and she planned on spending every possible moment touring, looking for evidence of her family's h...
I floated along the walkway, passing well-lit windows, each teeming with its own private treasures. My body felt like a walking contradiction, tired and weary, yet light and feathery with the freedom that comes after a hard fought victorious battle. Almost two months had passed since my last opportunity to step out. As the junior member of my firm's legal...
Early morning I wake up and open my eyes. I can see Ruth lying next to me on the bed. Her long blond hair all messed up her eyes half open. I place my arm on hers and she stirs. Shifting on to her side so that she faces me. She smiles. We kiss. Gently at first her lips on mine, but I can feel that it is more. I pull her closer to me and roll onto my back pu...
It took fifteen minutes for me to get inside my apartment after the train ride. Those fifteen minutes were agony. The ache in my pussy exceeded that of anything I could remember. I rushed inside, pulling my shirt over my head and unbuttoning my jeans, I collapsed on my couch and quickly fingered my clit to an explosive orgasm. I lay there quivering for a few...
Note to readers: this is a slow, languorous story. Part I has only limited sex in it. If you want to get to "the good part", wait 'til part II (although reading part I will set it up). Thank to my risky friend Rae for reading and commenting on this. Feedback is always appreciated! ***** I can almost feel her pencil on the back of my neck as I watch her dra...