****** Please Read This First ******* I know, I know, I usually don't bother with the disclaimer bits either. Blah, blah, blah, over 18, blah, blah, blah, don't read if easily offended, blah, blah, blah. But, just this once, please bear with me and read this one. Firstly, this is a work of fiction and all the characters are completely fictional. In particu...
Preview of my previous story. 'Lakeside lovers' Two students Pat and Roger were at a secluded lake after classes. They were intimate for the first time, enjoying each other's bodies. In the process they had oral sex and then had their first sexual intercourse. ***** Dusky dawn Returning from two weeks at his parents' home Roger called Pat and got h...
SS38: "Lost And Found" (holiday tribute #5) ***** Here then is a bittersweet but touching lebbi heartwarmer, especially for those of you more sentimental Sapphiles. It's a little on the lengthy side, so I apologize if the Reader feels it takes a tad long to reach the intimate portions. It has a character crossover from my first holiday tribute, "Home For C...
Chapter Twenty-Five (Sunday 28th April 2002) Rita had met Julia and Betty towards the end of her first year at uni. In fact she hadn't so much "met" them as tracked them down. At the time she'd been on a mission and, going on rumours she'd heard, she had decided they could help her achieve her goal. On the face of it Julia and Betty made an unlikely coup...
Introduction Hello, hello, hello, it's me again, Kat. I'm becoming quite a prolific contributor, aren't I? This is the umpteenth confession I have personally submitted and I have featured in others' recollections as well. That is to say I've featured prominently in darling Mikki's catalogue of lies and fabrications. Talk about fantasy! That girl's Wonderla...
Chapter One (Thursday 17th October 2002) Heather had spent most of the morning secretly planning ahead. She should have been listening to her lecturers and tutors but, although she attended classes in body, her mind was elsewhere. Memories of last night with Viola featured prominently. Looks-wise the girl was somewhere between Whitney Houston and Naomi Ca...
Lie we back, smell our creation, Skin on skin and fluid spent. Two angels felled, find explanation, Pulling closer into heavens scent. ----- Melanie teeters, almost falling, longing for the rush... the headlong (sharp inward breath) downward plummeting, (pant-pant-pant) almost there, keep going... (I'll kill you if you move just one inch sideways) out o...
THE WOMAN ACROSS THE ROAD Seeing as many of us are quarantined, (including myself) I've been able to sit at home and write to my heart's content. I hope you are all doing well and getting by as best you can, and without further do let's get on with the story. This one is set in Melbourne in the present day and the character Stella who is mentioned is the sa...
(Author's note: Even as I am writing this story, I still don't have a clue what category it should fit into. Whichever category I choose, several others would be appropriate as well, so forgive me if I don't make the perfect choice.) Norma was nineteen in her final year of high school when the sex witch came to the neighborhood and moved in next door. Of co...
Chapter One It was the first sixth form disco of 1997 and Angie had spent the last half hour in the ladies' toilets. Not that she was some sort of perv . . . Well, not that she classed herself as some sort of perv. No, if she classed herself as anything, "perv" would be last on the list; even if some of her so-called schoolmates did judge books by their co...