Even before landing upon the bed Pam's emotions overwhelmed her. She was angry. She felt violated and that a trust had been betrayed. She was also bewildered as to why there was an initial excitement before her anger surfaced. She was angry at Betty but more so at herself for not securing a copies of the photos. She had conflicting feelings. She felt some...
Laying in the hospital bed, Jess thought back to when she had first met her Mistress, she remembered the day as if it were yesterday... Walking up the walkway through the gardens up to the castle's door, Jess felt a slight apprehension and nervousness tingle up her spine. Before she had decided to come here, she had gone out and bought what she felt to be m...
A story of love and sacrifice. * Author's Note Much like the title of the story, this tale is a bit experimental for me as well. It is my first story written in the third person point of view. It's also my first attempt at a tragedy. But fear not, if you are a regular reader, you know that I am a sucker for happy endings. So tragic, yes, but not terribly...
The characters and situations of this story are entirely imaginary. It is intended for adults who take pleasure in ponygirl and interracial lesbian fantasies. If this subject offends you, please don't start reading. Sabel Chapter One: A course for ponygirls Her dark skin would look perfect in a pink or green harness. Cathy couldn't help imagining what it...
Author's Notes: I want to thank all of those who have messaged me with their wishes for my continued writing. It means a lot when you want to write, but can't. I was able to squeeze a day of writing in, and this is what came out. Counter to what the name implies, this is not part of the Halloween writer's contest. Thanks again for all your support and enjoy....
-------------------------------------------- Acknowledgements: Much thanks to my editor for putting in all her time and effort. -------------------------------------------- Our bodies were roughly entwined, hands groping greedily at each other. "Kiss me." I leaned my head forward in response. As our lips met, I closed my eyes tightly, focusing on the se...
Author notes I thank Jellybean and Noira for putting up with me. You may need to read the first submission of this story to understand this section. The story has a conclusion to be submitted soon. ******* The past. Soon after my ninth birthday, I climbed to the roof of my house as the morning sun broke over the horizon. Perched near the edge of the roo...
Erin didn't say anything thankfully, which was good because Mindy needed as few distractions as possible. Between the car that was still bouncing around like an angry bull, the cries and moans of arousal still sounding off mere inches behind her, and the air growing increasingly stickier and mustier, it was already difficult to keep her eyes on the road. But...
"I suppose someone, somewhere, got the first ever blow job. I mean sex is for procreation, right? Essentially, that's what it is for. So, logic follows that at one point in human history there was a time before the trimmings were added. Yeah?" Harvey wasn't looking for an answer, but I nodded my head anyway, trying not to look as if I was in a rush, which I...
Editor's note: While there is group sex and bisexual activity in this story, it is about Mary, an unfortunate woman whose prudish mother and severe grandmother will neither accept Mary's lesbian life choice nor treat her wife, Luann with anything but disdain. Fortunately for Mary, she knows a secret about her mother and father that she and her wife can leve...