SS29: "Give Me A Little More Credit Here—Costly Confusion" This is a sequel to my original long, long, looooooong non-erotic non-epic "Give Me A Little Credit Here." And so as the heading says, the full title of it is, "Give Me A Little More Credit Here: Costly Confusion." Luckily, this one is very erotic, and it's also kept to a (more) controlled length. A...
Saturday morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains. Lisa rolled over and reached out for Judy. Her hand found only empty sheets. As ever her lover was up and about. Lisa wished she'd stay in bed awhile. Sometimes the early morning cuddles were the best. She rolled over and winced as the bruises on her buttocks reminded her of how extreme las...
Many, many thanks to fluttertongue and phelia for their help in editing this story. You guys rock. * Living with Paige was pure hell for Ally. Every moment she was around was like slow, agonizing torture which Ally often likened to having dull screws driven deep into her skull while having her heart ripped violently and awkwardly from her chest by hateful...
It had been almost six weeks since Claire and the girls had taken up residence in my home. They seemed to be settling in, though it took a lot of work at the beginning. Richard, being the vindictive, self-absorbed asshole he is, had sold most of their things to a secondhand store. I took them shopping and was able to replace most of it except for a few items...
Hello friends!! Welcome back to Smokey's corner, and to Saga #89. This is my first story with a non-English title. There are no French characters in it (if you'd like one of those, please read "How To Tickle A Girl Insane"); it's simply a borrowed phrase. Everyone knows what it conveys, but it actually literally translates to "Household to three." And the ch...
Note to reader: The following story contains content of reluctant lesbian sex. It part of an ongoing saga depicting a young lady's road to lesbian submission and the unbridled passion she experiences when she surrenders herself completely. If you choose to read on, I hope you enjoy. *** I woke and reached out hoping to feel Cynthia next to me, but she was...
The new owner of the Faro Ranch was unlike anyone that Emily Wilder had ever met in her twenty-two years of life. Her world did not extend far beyond the slat fences of the Faro. Her father had managed the ranch for Mr. Donavon for twenty-six years. When the old man had died, his son had auctioned off the cattle and sold the property. Emily's poppa had worri...
Author's Note: Welcome to the last of three chapters in this story about an unusual consenting relationship between adult women. Thanks again for all the votes, emails and constructive comments - all greatly appreciated and very useful. As with the last two chapters, there's a light 'dominance/submission' aspect to the story, so please be advised. Most of a...
Smokey Saga #4: "Beyond Hell And Back" This, to put it lightly, is a harsh story—far harsher, more dark and sinister than my other works. Some might go so far as to call it "brutal." It's a much more malicious side to my writing than has been shown thus far. No kidding—on the spectrum of erotica, if "Hypnothe-Rapist" is at one extreme, this is at the other;...
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The following story involves graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. If such things offend you, please read no further. For everyone else, I hope you enjoy the story. "Alice's Restaurant" "She shoots, she sco...