"I made...something..." "You made...something...?" The sight of Melanie with a spatula made Jocelyn cringe. With Melly in the kitchen, it was a wonder the fire alarm wasn't blaring. "What kind of something did you make?" Jocelyn asked, with palpable trepidation. "I don't know exactly." Melanie turned her back on Jocelyn as she hovered over the glass po...
Artos came the next day, and he and the men spent much of the afternoon in conference; but it was only later I learnt what had happened. Such things were not, then at least, for women. There was almost a sense of disappointment across the next few months. From my trip to the Saxon lands I had expected something to happen; but nothing did. Merlin's prophecy...
So in being a writer on this site, and been contacted by other writers, I was encouraged to read ANOTHER writer's work, a young college student/stripper named Brittni. I am attracted to younger women and she is attracted to Cougars so we began to flirt with each other by email. I am a Philly Gal and she's a California Surfer girl...all golden skin and sexy l...
I could hardly believe it. I had thought those walls would last forever. They stood so high above the estuary, and as a girl I remember standing there, looking out as the fishermen plied their trade, before pulling up and the quay to unload their catch. The smell made my mother's stomach turn, but I loved seeing the various fishes and their bright colours. A...
Rajni was supposed to be very frustrated that night because the cot that she had somehow arranged to sleep on from the junk in her attic was hard and uneven. It was woven out of choir and her back was hurting. Yet somehow, it seemed like the best night of her life. She couldn't stop thinking of Kusum, her captivating grey eyes, those thin lips, her chin, her...
(The actual stories will be in third-person. This just works better.) While walking down the street one day, you come across a strange store. In an age of digital goods, books of all sorts were scattered about in both the window and in the shop itself. Letting your curiousity get the better of you, you head on in. "Welcome!" a woman's voice called...
Hello everyone my is name ie Ashely. This is my first story on here. Feel free to add and make comments as well. I will be adding little by little. Thanks everyone. *** If any other authors want to add to the story feel free. As longest it goes with story then I will approve. Let me introduce the two main character of our story. First there is Emily who ab...
How I Learned to be Proud of My Breasts Background: The Trainer I hate men, passionately. They're hairy, ugly, and all too often, dirty. I can't stand the feel of their stupid faces against my skin. They're either unshaven, therefore tickle, or poorly shaven, therefore scratch. Their bodies are hairy and ugly and misshapen, too. They have no soft places...
Erika was smitten with Jamie from the first moment she had seen the girl. Over the next few weeks the two women became inseparable as Erika invited her out to dinner and then back to her home. Some evenings were filled with concerts, plays, and the symphony as Jamie was exposed to Erika's more cultured environment. While Jamie enjoyed the social excursions,...
The story features a natural woman, so readers who find the thought offensive should pass it by. For clarification consult the story tags. Thank you. ***** It wasn't the career path 47 year old Kelly Dodge had expected, going from being a Physical Education teacher at a private Catholic school to waiting tables at a hectic breakfast spot that had seen bett...