Kristin Campbell was filled with anxiety as she sat in Professor Wilson's office. The 20 year old junior had failed two out of the last three statistics exams and hoped the educator would show some leniency, or perhaps better -- favoritism, as she approached the last couple months of the semester. She had heard through numerous girlfriends that the professor...
This story is based on interracial lesbian seduction, reluctance and coercion (although there is a sprinkling of MF sex). The thoughts of a white women being seduced by a black woman is a long held fantasy of mine, but if this type of storyline is not for you, thank you for stopping by but please pass on without feeling the need to leave a derogatory comme...
Hello Readers. I have been writing this for a while now, and finally gotten around to finishing it off. This is another of my emotional, starts dark ends happy stories. The idea of this came to me while listening it the GOO Goo Dolls song, Iris, if you don't know it, have a listen. It brings back a lot of sad memories for me, and I am sure anyone who has fel...
There are no underage characters in this story. All characters are over the age of 18-years-old. * Emma's secret lesbian fantasy inspires Daniel to tell her his secret of being a cross dresser. "Don't you have a sexual fantasy?" She looked at him with inquisitiveness while he looked at her with guilt. 'Do I have a sexual fantasy? I have a million of them...
CHANCES ARE In the last chapter, Melanie and Elke got together for one night but was it a one night stand or is there more to this? Melanie is conflicted and Elke seems content to take a step back and wait, will these two women get together? In this final chapter the story comes to an end. One of my favourite movies is Hope Floats starring Sandra Bullock a...
The door swings open and Michelle rushes in. Caitlyn barely twitches as she sits on the couch flipping through channels on the television, a bowl of candy sitting before her now primarily full of wrappers. "Hey, those were for the children, Cait." "I only ate the Kit-Kats." "Yeah, those are the best ones. Do you want us to have the worst candy on the bloc...
I was standing in front of my tiny, jumbled closet looking in vain for suitable clothes to take to New Orleans. It had been sooo easy down in the Caribbean because all I needed was a couple pieces of floss to wear over my itty bitty titties and Brazilian waxed coochie. Rich, poor, who knew when you're half naked and dripping wet? Who am I, you may be asking...
I've been bullied all throughout school. Grade, middle, and especially high. It didn't matter. Living in a small mid-western town, a town where the high school football team reigned supreme, the cheerleaders were the prettiest, most popular and came from the wealthier families. I never fit in. Our family was best classified as lower middle class. We didn't w...
Lockdown had been the strangest of times for Rory. On the one hand it was nice to see the news of carbon emissions lowering, wildlife coming back into cities and actually having a chance to re-connect with friends and family in a really authentic way. On the other hand it was boring as hell to be stuck in her little one bedroom flat in a quiet suburban stree...
75-year-old female, pathological fracture of the humerus with suspected osteosarcoma. Which is to say: Phoebe's yaya Kalliope, cancer growing in her arm, eating away at the bone until it became weak enough to break as she dug out a garden bed. Phoebe called me on Monday afternoon. I'd just sat down for a catch-up with my manager Susan, having spent the mor...