Smokey Saga #72: "Eleven" ***** This is semi-adapted from a play script I wrote around the turn of the 2010s. A carbon-copy of that would not work very well as an erotic narrative. Well, it might, but most would find it far-stretched and far-fetched. So I feel what I came up with here turned out better. Hope you like it. Please enjoy, like each time, and...
** Ugh! They were at it again upstairs. Every night this week. The squeak of their bed and headboard had kept Hallie from falling asleep until late into the night every night so far this week. Not to mention the moaning of the woman. It sounded like she was getting it good. Hallie wondered how they had the stamina to keep this up so frequently. They had mo...
Melina Wilder hated airplanes. Even the touted luxury of Business Class was torture next to the ecstasy of using her own wings. Unfortunately, she couldn't fly from Vancouver to Ireland without the benefit of a jet. She had been tempted to try it, though. A curse had left her and her siren sisters wingless except under one condition—sexual encounters with o...
Authors Note: This story is a continuation of my previous story called Balance of Power where a school social worker submits to a teenaged schoolgirl Bully getting in far deeper than she ever intended. While it has been written with the stand-alone reader in mind, your enjoyment of the following will most likely be enhanced if you read Balance of Power first...
***** Greetings, gals and pals, Smokey here. Here's another story for you which distinguishes from my normal numbered stories in one of the ways the "Redefining Punishment"s do: it's narrated in first-person. And again from a lesbian ("lebbi," as I affectionately refer to them, as you may know) point of view. Specifically, one very special and particular ch...
Authors note: - This is a follow on to the previous episodes of Becca XXX Double Trouble. Please read them before reading this or you will not understand the plot or characters. Becca XXX. Double Trouble. Ch 12 "What do you mean, you don't have anyone available?" I hissed down the phone. "This is fucking make-or-break time here, Lexa." "I know Becca...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - We return to the year of 1988 and Pine Tree Park, a town on Long Island's South Shore where weird men do weird things and where heavy metal loving teenage rebel Jenna has finally fulfilled domineering PTA Queen Bee and dishonest real estate broker Allison's Sapphic fantasies. With Jenna still suspended from her Catholic boarding s...
Hello Friend, and welcome to the continuation of my 2019 holiday contest story, 'Twas The Night Before... If you haven't read Chapter One, you won't get this story at all. You'll be shaking your head with that confused look I usually get when I have to do long division, so don't do that to yourself. Go read Chapter One, then come back. It's short, and I'm a...
Brianna Miller rested her head against the glass window in the back of the van as she watched the rain pour down in torrents. 5pm on New Year's Eve and she was driving through some backwoods town looking for a crummy hotel in a horrible rainstorm. With her head throbbing and aching back, she bitterly reflected on how a day that held so much promise was now e...
Annie's Story: The Road Trip Annie waved as her mother drove away. They had transferred her bags into the other waiting car, hugged and kissed each other goodbye, and parted, just like that. At 18, this was Annie's first major trip away. She had answered an ad in the Melbourne paper: "Wanted: driving to Perth, female needed to share driving and costs, phone...