Author's Note: This is a stand-alone story. But it was done for a major character in The Neallys whose history is referred to but predates that story. This story fills in that history. As with The Neallys, it is a slow burn. If you intend to read The Neallys, which is about 21 Lit pages, you should read that first; there are spoilers here. There are also int...
This is the second part of a multi-part story. The first five parts are the initial book. I am adding parts as things develop with these characters. Note that although this story is in the Lesbian Sex category, it is a straight, mature romance, which is part of the larger arc of the story. Simon Douglas "Eileen? Eileen Neally." She was walking for lunch on...
The frenzy of Saturday, after we got home, continued Sunday morning. The house shook (I think) as I screamed as you fucked me. You barely let me touch you in the shower afterward. You gained a measure of revenge by insisting I make us breakfast nude. That wasn't much fun, especially when I was 'told' to make bacon. I must say -- having you lick the grease sp...
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This story was originally started by Julu Biswas on nifty.org over the last many years I had waited for the next chapter to be released. I searched online for a long time hoping that it had been posted some place but to no avail. Despite my best efforts I have been unable to contact the author, as all his/her emails seem to have been closed down, to take t...
It had been two months since Matt, Megan, and Danielle had returned to Washington, DC. The three continued seeing each other, spending lots of time together and having incredible sex. Some things had changed for the three. Megan had transferred and now worked with Danielle in the World Food Programme logistics office. Matt had transferred to a new position w...
Jen had already felt her view of the world change several times over the last day. Just twenty four hours ago, she'd been a shy, reserved, girl off to visit a friend and now she was a submissive, a woman ready, eager, to willingly give herself to another woman, to proudly accept her slavery. Realising that she and Mistress shared a connection beyond what she...
My name is Clara Bedford and I'm as white bread as they come. My parents were born into money - old money - and lots of it. I grew up in a big white house in Westchester County. When I was a little girl I played with my little white friends. When I got older I went to private schools where almost everyone was white. Then I went to college and it was more of...
Practice is over. I watch the others as they leave the pitch, in twos and threes, chatting, cleats slung over their shoulders. It's just about supper time. Many of them will probably go straight to the cafeteria and eat. Two and a half hours of non-stop drills, running and tackling leaves us all starving. The air is cold, and my lungs hurt a bit when I b...
Note: Sorry because of my grammar! English is not my native language, so please be understanding because of the faults! Thanks! * There wasn't too much people in the gym. It was Saturday morning, so the most of the people were in their bed yet, to rest after the huge parties of Friday. But I wasn't one of them. Although I never lost a good party, and the...