Allie was deep in thought. She couldn't get the new girl in the coffee shop out of her mind. She first met Jenny three weeks ago while taking in her daily caffeine break, and her mind had been spinning since. Jenny is a mid-20s girl of Vietnamese background, maybe 5 feet 2, with a very athletic body; her breasts are perfect. Actually, Jen may be one of t...
I popped by the shop on the way to brunch to pick up some papers. I had plenty of time. I unlocked the door and turned on the lights, but the security system was already disarmed. I tried to remember who was in charge of closing the night before so I could have a talk with them on Monday. I scaled the stairs to the offices but stopped when I heard strange...
Dear Readers! I get an idea, a fictional based on my own life. It is an alternate universe, and it is the central Martina. And the name Max is a gender-neutral name. You have often wrong about the gender. To be honest, I am born with a Cerebral Palsy. It is not a disease, but it is a physical disability. I am open for your questions or you can google after...
This is the end of this story, however a sequel is always possible if people enjoy it. I enjoy hearing from people with interesting story ideas and this was a joy to write. It had been several weeks since Audrey had agreed to see a client herself. Since then she had seen several further clients, only one of which was actually younger than her, a nineteen...
Chapter 7: Absence... ***** Absence, in Annika's opinion, did not make the heart grow fonder. It simply made a woman hornier. Itchy. Two nights of phone sex with no release -- she sincerely hoped Grady's balls were as blue as hers -- was driving her insane. She pondered his motivation for this erotic torture as she drove the dark, empty pre-dawn street...
Part 1 Your Decision I wake slowly. My behind still feels a little tender, but the residue of the previous night's mind-blowing orgasm is still lurking in my body. Janet's hand is resting lightly on my breast, and Diana's is cupping my mound. I feel safe, warm and sexy. And in need of a pee. I manage to extract myself from the tangle of bedding and limbs...
Chapter One (September 1997) Angie stopped one step inside the Union Bar. It was Friday night, seven o'clock and already busier by far than she'd ever seen. Then again, she had only been at uni a week, and for Freshers' Week at that. Maybe this was the way ahead. Maybe this was how Friday nights would always be. Meaning bars jam-packed with students of a...
*** Author's Note *** Sorry that it has taken so long to get this second chapter finished, but I have been up to my ass in Hurricane Ike and its chaotic aftermath. Ike did however inspire my latest lesbian story "Loving Danica through Amanda" - which I wrote and posted in early October, and that got my wheels turning again for a second chapter to the Prosec...
"Is this seat taken?" she asks. I glance up from the book I am reading ready to dismiss out of hand. But the smile on her face and the twinkle in her eye stops me. Luscious, the young lady is, but more than that, there was someone home behind those beautiful dark almond eyes. She doesn't give me time to answer; which is a good thing since my mouth has gone...
This is the finale of Audrey's story. I have no plans to continue, but I won't rule out the possibility of doing more in the future. ***** Audrey awoke to find that it was barely nine and she felt like she had hardly slept. She finally rose and fetched her phone from the living room where she had tossed it when she came home. The phone showed that she had...