The drive from Emma's was an absolute blur and I don't even remember steering. I had been pretty much on cruise control as I drove, glowing as I thought about everything that had happened over the weekend. I was in a wondrous haze, not really paying attention to where I was, and then, there I was on my street turning into my driveway. I was on one hell of a...
With a heavy lurch forward, the number 9 bus took off from another stop, filled to the brim and straightened folding doors with passengers. Passengers who occupied every seat, and whose hands wrapped and covered every safety railing and pole. In the center of that sea of bodies, handbags, and glowing cell phone screens, moved a redheaded beauty. One who ha...
And now I bring you the conclusion of Lena and Daphne. This was a struggle to write for a few reasons. I love Lena, she snarky and fun, she will be missed. I also wanted to give the story the ending Lena deserves. There were a couple of options for how to go about this and I picked the one that Lena told me to. I'm certain it will not please a few readers,...
Authors note: Hello everyone. Thank you everyone for the positive feedback and comments they mean the world to me and have brightened my days. Thank you once again to Paul who continues to be my second set of eyes. ~ellie. * Hella woke and rolled over to pick up her phone and look at the time. She had known that it was dangerous moving her pet Pussycat in...
This work is part fiction with a lot of fact. (Names and that have been changed as well as true locations to protect the innocent). I would like to add that life was actually like that for some of us and a far cry from the London of the swinging 60s we all hear about. In some ways it feels like another life-time ago. For those who do not know about the mone...
For me, coming to terms with what I am was like being born. It was something that happened when I was naked, wet and crying. I'm not really sure what it was that got me to realizing it. A long string of dates with 'the hot guy' that always left me feeling... well, feeling something. What I'm not sure. It was in the less than warm afterglow of yet another o...
Continuation of "My GF; Fucking & How We Met" and not recommended as a standalone work. If you do just want to read some sex scenes (or like to "prepare" for them ;), they're bookended with ~~~. Fictional story containing graphic lesbian sex. I run back upstairs and put on some clothes. I'm now wearing my matching "I don't want to be no furry-footed bur...
"She didn't want to say anything, but when you fall for someone, it doesn't really take a lot of work. You don't have much choice in the matter. It sort of just hits and then you know." We've all seen commercials where there's that random thing - that once in a lifetime blink of a moment. I had one - well, no, two. I was on the Adams Street bridge over the...
It was nothing like she had imagined it. Simran was positively animalistic in bed, wanting to taste every inch of her body from head to toe and back again. Her voice seemed an octave lower, hoarse with lust as she writhed against Seema. Seema enjoyed it, none the less. Finally, they were making love and Simran was certainly pushing all the right buttons in t...
This is a request from Debbie and hopefully I do justice to her story. Please feel free to send your feedback, as I am always interested in what readers think of my erotic tales. * Kelly was fairly new to the neighborhood. She divorced her husband and moved across the country to be closer to her family. Working fulltime meant she had to juggle having a pr...