I've written this story from the point of view of a married woman. For the record, I am a middle aged married man who likes to write porn stories in my spare time. This is my first attempt at writing in the first person perspective, so I hope to see lots of feedback and none of that bullshit spam trolling. Please, if you take the time to read the whole story...
When Lauren awoke for the second time, the morning's light had faded. The gentle pattering of a summer shower quietly splashed against the window. The stereo was still playing her Enigma disk and the quiet hum of the air conditioner could barely be heard. Roxanne's gentle breathing was almost inaudible. Lauren slipped out of the bed and padded quietly to th...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Britney loved the Harley-Davidson Electra-glide; loved kicking it into life, feeling the powerful motor rumble to life, loved feeling the motor vibrate between her legs. She loved taking the motorcycle down to the pockmarked Highway 171; each bump and...
This is a lesbian story, but it is also much more. It involves control and punishment, submission and obedience. It involves incest, and anal penetration. It involves sex with both women and men, as well as gang bangs and forced sex. If you find these beyond your comfort zone, read no further. I do not include these themes for any reason other than that as t...
Sorry this chapter took so long, hopefully it would be worth the wait. Thank you all for your votes, comments and support. This is it, the end. This story contains elements of BDSM, blackmail, public humiliation and degradation. If that is not what you like please don't read any further. As always vote and leave comments. Feedback is always appreciated. Enj...
When Saturday night came, Ashley and Monica went to the sushi restaurant to meet up with their new friends. After being dropped off by their Ubers, they entered the restaurant and greeted the hostess. "Hi!" said Ashley as she approached the hostess. "May we have a table with Vicky or Christine?" "Of course," said the hostess. She brought them to a sectio...
Learning Stepping out of the taxi and into the night air, Jenna couldn't help but feel alone, despondent and miserable at being away from her "Momma" as she was calling the woman now, even in her head. She like the name better than calling her Ma'am but she also knew better than to push her luck and would have to be careful not to call her 'Momma' at some i...
Copyright 2016, Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters in this work were 18 years of age or older, at the time of any sexual activity. Chapter 1 My name is Laura Hendricks. I'm female and strictly lesbian, 21, and have been servicing the sexu...
© 2006 by Penelope Street With a sigh of disgust, I got up from my kitchen table and made my way to the ringing phone. "Hello?" I snapped, expecting to hear a creditor on the other end. "Sandy? It's me, Melissa." In a moment, my bitterness vanished, replaced by a smile that spread across my face. "Hey! Two weeks from today, right?" "Yeah, two weeks....
Chapter 8 "Wish Clark's was open," Paula admitted as she ushered them into the kitchen. "Two o'clock in the morning?" Terry asked sleepily. "Yeah," Paula sighed. "Only thing I hate about living in this itty bitty town; nothing's open after the sun goes down." "Uh huh," Terry smiled. "And it's always so damned hard coming down after a rough one like toni...