All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age. Sorry for the delay in publishing Part 4 - life has been busy! Thank you to all those who've sent messages encouraging me to get it written, I hope it proves worth the wait! ***** Amy couldn't sleep. She just kept turning the events of the previous day over in her mind. She couldn't believe what s...
This is a continuation of Ella's story. She is a real person (as is Gabrialla) and chapter 2 moves from fact to her fantasies. The story focuses on a dominant interracial lesbian theme. If this is not to your taste, thank you for stopping by but please pass on this and move onto a different story. ELLA Ella stood in front of her bedroom mirror. She twiste...
The dense, humid air on the platform had been annoying Thea, and she breathed a cool sigh of relief from the conditioned interior of the subway car. Looking immediately for an open spot, she took the only empty seat on one side of the car, leaving Shane sandwiched between Thea's parents opposite her. The longing look on the faces of her parents and the awkwa...
"Anita, don't push yourself too hard!" Andersen screamed to the brunette frenetically trying to catch her breath. "Try to run the next interval a couple of seconds more slowly. You should be 15-20 meters behind Mona." It was not unusual for Mona and Anita to train together, but they would usually not do the same intervals -- Mona being an 800 m runner where...
Her eyes pierced into me like emeralds. As I sat diagonally from her on the patio, I couldn’t escape their invasion. What was she thinking? The conversation had gone a bit dry, and my mouth was hurting from feigning too many courtesy smiles. Frank had been talking incessantly, cracking jokes that became more and more absurd, but we all had smoked some hash,...
"How high..." sings Lynn. "How hi-igh... How high the moo-oo-oon!" With echoes of Sarah Vaughan, she stretches the final word beyond its normal constraints, modulating the tone, while her fingers follow a little behind on the piano, finally resolving themselves in improvisation when she senses there is little more to be squeezed from one word. The audienc...
The porter struggled behind me with my luggage as I neared the train. People streamed left and right while the long sleek train sat purring at the platform, ready to carry us on our journey. I took the conductors hand, adjusted my tight skirt and stepped up onto the train as people bustled past. "Bonjour, Madame," he said and, as he checked my tickets, I ch...
I would like to thank my readers for taking the time to read my stories. Please, contact me for your comments and leave feedback. I enjoy hearing from you! QC Seville Soon it was time for the next leg of our journey. Alyssa wanted to show me Seville where she lived as a child. The high speed train took us there in just a couple of hours. The city seemed a...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I have a very unusual relationship with my stepsister Crystal. Our parents were married when we were both twelve, but they had been dating since we were both ten, and we got along swimmingly from the very beginning, so we hardly objected to the merger of our households. However, a...
NOTE: The following chapter contains sexual acts between a futa character (meaning, a character who has both genitalia, male and female, at once) and our dear Miri. If that isn't your cup of tea then by all means, you can skip this one. ---- I sat there, stunned as everyone else started walking out of the room. "Holy shit". I thought. Could you blame me?...