Bright lights shined on Madelynn's unblinking, glazed eyes. An explosion of kaleidoscopic colors followed. Hundreds of multicolored sparkles swirled counter-clockwise in rapidly accelerating speed. A set of flexible metallic bra and panties, a web of micro suction cups attached to robotic tentacles, and myriad sensory stimulators composed mainly of worm-like...
Annie and I sat a table in the back of the bar, drinking slowly. It had been an interesting and stimulating night. She had asked me to meet her for drinks. I wanted to get out of the house, and welcomed the excuse. I had driven the forty or so miles to her apartment, and we had walked to the bar, and started drinking. It loosened both of our inhibitions, and...
First of all, I call myself a slut, not with shame, but with pride. Webster's defines slut as first, a slovenly girl, second as a promiscuous girl, then as a prostitute and a saucy girl, and finally a minx - which sounds to me like a small furry animal. I don't know where they get off with slovenly, I mean, I have very high standards of personal cleanliness,...
Please don't reproduce this copyrighted work without written permission. ________ Of course, all the actors in this script are of legal age. ________ This story continues with the characters and the plot introduced in an earlier story entitled Jordan's Lesbian Metamorphosis. I recommend that you consider reading the original story first. ________ I sto...
Not too long ago we moved into a new townhouse and I have been busy getting everything organized, along with doing my job, which fortunately, I do out of my home. My husband, Tom, is a consultant and is on the road for extended periods of time or stuck at a client site. Considering the fact that we have only been married for less than a year, I get quite lon...
Author's note: This is the sixth part of a very long story. My sincere thanks and heartfelt gratitude to all who have voted, emailed and commented on my story. Your support makes writing worth it. I hope Finding Love will continue be enjoyed. Comments and votes will be appreciated. Chapter 33 Kate and Meg's time at the inn was sweet and special for bot...
(c) 2005 by Penelope Street "I want to be rimmed!" Though I didn't know what she meant, I recognized the jealous squeal of my friend Renee from beyond the open doorway ahead. No other sounds emerged from the office in the two seconds before I crossed the threshold to find four wide eyes fixed upon me. Pam, my boss, released an extended breath and settled...
Shade's Destiny – Chapter Five Shade was in her Catwoman costume. She drove. I was curious. The street was familiar. Oh my gosh it can't be. And, of course, it was. I could only shake my head. The raincoat kept curious eyes on the sidewalk from gaping. We'd argued briefly but she was right. The door was open; the coffee shop wasn't full but it was well deco...
To Katie who read parts 1 & 2 and gently insisted she wanted more, this story is dedicated with love. Her word is my command. * * * * * The two sisters went out to the kitchen where a pizza and freshly poured glasses of red wine awaited them on the scrubbed pine table. Although Jennifer Armstrong was twenty-seven and Emily twenty-two, they were only permi...
****** 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 chapter two of ten and the story will only make sense if you read it from the...