This story is pretty short, but there will be additional chapters. I originally wrote it for an anthology that had a pretty severe length restriction. After months of not hearing from them, I've decided to publish it here. * "Sergeant Ridder?" Looking up, I saw a corpsman calling my name. "This way please," he said. Efficiently and impersonally, he led me...
Author's Note: A Fantasy of Susan is the first story of a trilogy as related to me by my wife Marie. If you are offended by the ideas of group sex, lesbianism, marital infidelity, or incest then this series is not for you. All I could do was lay on the cold tile, my body shivering as much from the unreleased passion inside me as from the chill air that enve...
This is me in my red haired glory, all curves and long legs and arms. White skin and brown eyes, tall and shapely. The red triangle between my legs. This is me. This is my boyfriend with broad back and big hands. Blond and statue like, with a wide grasp and piercing gaze. The long thickness of him everywhere. This is my boyfriend. And this is Kara. Kara,...
This story is copyright 2006 of destinie21 Please don't view this story if you are under the age of 18 or if otherwise prohibited by local law. * Just a note to the readers to let them know that this story is part 2 of what is currently a two part story. In order to understand the emotions, background and other such things it would be best to begin at the...
This, as its name hints, is actually a sequel to "Gift from Mother Christmas". While it is possible to read on its own, elements will make more sense if read after the first story. I should also warn that this is a long tale and a romance as much as a sex story. And so, for this second part of the story of my life, the summer of 1997, I face a problem: how...
Chapter 1 My name is Vikki, I live in Durham, England, in a two bed house with my girlfriend Clare and housemate Lucy. At the moment I'm lying in bed, wide awake as usual. I never seem to sleep anymore, to be honest I blame Clare for that. She is such a distraction, I mean, how am I meant to sleep whilst lying naked here with her. She on the other hand sl...
This story is my property and cannot be copied or distributed without my express permission. Names have been changed to protect the guilty and the not-so-innocent. * This last month has been exciting and confusing. My relationship with Annie has been very educational although I'm not sure my very catholic parents would approve of the curriculum. Annie and...
"Come here." I command in an authoritative voice, and she does, slinking low to the ground, eyes downcast as she pads toward me. She knows that tone, the huskiness of my voice, the slow, calm sound of control that I take on when I'm aroused, when I want to go somewhere to sate my lust. We could stay home- I'd find plenty of ways to entertain myself, as alway...
The great town hall was ablaze with the firelight of lamps, and boisterous with laughter and talk of the townspeople. None were resting or idle, except for the elderly who sat in corners talking about the good old times. Grandmamma was hugging my sleeping baby brother, while my old aunt, whose arthritic hand awkwardly groped over her knitting, was humming a...
I was six years into my marriage. We had two beautiful young children, an amazing home in the country, and seemingly a perfect marriage. And then it all fell apart. Later, my husband and I would say we couldn't even remember what caused the break-up. We would laughingly blame it on a seven year itch. It wasn't my husband out trying chasing girls and buying...