"So Jen and I walk into the room for our body exfoliation and there are these two massage tables, separated by this curtain that doesn't even stretch the width of the room." I was recounting our afternoon experiences at the Spa des Rêves to our two friends, Tracy and Lamya. The four of us had planned to spend a girls' weekend up North – away from the stress...
(Author's note: Even as I am writing this story, I still don't have a clue what category it should fit into. Whichever category I choose, several others would be appropriate as well, so forgive me if I don't make the perfect choice.) Norma was nineteen in her final year of high school when the sex witch came to the neighborhood and moved in next door. Of co...
Chapter One (September 1997) The sobbing was coming from room 443; Madhu's room. It just wasn't in Angie's nature to walk on by. Priests and Levites might have been capable of passing on the other side of the halls corridor, but she wasn't. She lightly rapped her knuckles on the door. No response. The sobbing continued. Angie rapped a little harder. 'Ma...
This is a story of heartbreak and love. Thank you Robert for your helpful comments. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely...
Chapter One (Sunday 13th October 2002) Heather woke with a guilty start, wondering where she was and, more to the point, how on earth she'd fallen asleep. Normally sex revitalized her. Normally there was zero chance of her dozing off before it was time for breakfast. Not that last night had been remotely "normal". She chuckled as memory flooded back. She...
While my stories tend to have happy endings, most have their serious side too so I thought I'd go for total levity this time round. From the time I was knee-high to a bug-eyed monster I enjoyed Golden Age science fiction (1920s-1950s). Then when I was in my twenties, spy fiction was all the rage. So in a fit of madness I thought: why not combine the two and...
Two months had gone by since Penny had met Ashley in the Sexual Attractions Boutique located in the Victorian Building in Sydney, Australia, where she had gone to buy some very sexy lingerie to go out with her husband Mark for a night on the town. She had an instant attraction to Ashley because of her alluring beauty as well as her well-endowed figure. Penny...
'This place hasn't changed since I was a little girl,' Claire Mooney thought as she took in the unchanged décor of Rossi's Barber Shop. 'It's like stepping back in time.' From the old style barber chairs to the wall mounted photographs of famous patrons, all seemed exactly like they had been on the thirty-two year old's last visit, back when she was all of...
(F/F, oral, anal, exhibitionism, violence, irrational behavior, bad cooking) DISCLAIMER: In case the codes above are Greek to you, this is a sex story with lots of good ol' down home sex scenes. If this doesn't interest you, stop reading. If this does interest you, get some popcorn and a drink, put it aside for later, grab your partner or whatever you use w...
Daughters of the American Evolution - Eve, Ch. 03 (Conclusion) This story is part of a series called "Daughters of the American Evolution." The stories are all based on the concept of an allegedly sinister (some say beneficent) organization called 'Families Interaction Therapists', or FIT, that has put into action a plan to subliminally convert every female...