Please consider the preamble for Day 1, as an integral part of this episode. Also, at almost 23,000 words, this episode is much longer than I had intended. You may want to set aside a few hours to read it, or approach it in several stages. CAUTION -------------- This episode contains a lengthy scenario, involving a pre-arranged simulated lesbian gang r...
Sex scenes are bookended with "~~~" for those uninterested in plot. For those interested in plot, I don't recommend this continuation chapter as a standalone piece. It's been a while - my fault and I am sorry - since the last My GF chapter. As a brief reminder, the story is told in binal narration by a couple, alternating in timeline between their present r...
I hope this lesbian love story has turned out okay. One evening I was listening to a 1950s/60s music programme on the radio and an Eddie Cochrane song inspired the story title and chapter headings. Trouble was, I didn't have even an inkling of a story idea, just liked the title with headings, and it took me a while to come up with this. So if it fails, blame...
This is an edited version of Nanny Sarah Pt 1. Big thanks to Bi_Cathy for proofreading This is actually the first story I Started Writing, well before the Tennis Star, but it was written long hand and had to be typed out, it took longer to publish. This is a much slower burn than my last story, but I hope it's worth it. All characters involved in explicit s...
It feels like forever since I have posted a story. Here is a sweet one for you all. Enjoy! XOXO SkylerLuv ****** My lungs are on fire. The rhythmic pattern of my feet hitting against the treadmill begin to slow. I jog the last ten minutes to cool down. The cool water traveling down my throat helps some of the burn but it doesn't completely get rid of it....
The frenzy of Saturday, after we got home, continued Sunday morning. The house shook (I think) as I screamed as you fucked me. You barely let me touch you in the shower afterward. You gained a measure of revenge by insisting I make us breakfast nude. That wasn't much fun, especially when I was 'told' to make bacon. I must say -- having you lick the grease sp...
All characters in this story are entirely fictional and a product of my imagination. Warning: This is my first attempt at writing erotica so please bear with me. It's quite a bit long and the sex doesn't happen until later on in the story so if you're looking for a quick read, this is so not for you. If you like it, drop me a comment! Also, huge thanks to...
After two postings of this story being rejected it was suggested to me I used an editor. I did. She is Mariewriter, an exceptional writer, no pun intended, see her in Lit, and more than an exceptional editor. Thank you very much Marie; thanks for your patience and for sharing your knowledge; if this story is any good it is because of you. Muchas gracias de n...
"Merciful Heavens, the cold." Trying to not look like I was shivering I approached my destination. The almost impossible scent of the place came to me well before I got to the gate. Roses? More a spring or summer smell than one for the depths of winter. The iron gate, flanked with its columns of white stone, was cold under my hand. I looked at the vines t...
Samantha leaned forward and spat, a sticky white string dangling briefly from her mouth before breaking. Humiliation, she thought, her mouth full once again, her breasts swaying with the vigorous back-and-forth motion of her right hand. Lost in thought, she'd been brushing her teeth for a full six minutes. No, not just humiliation, degradation, she reflec...