CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE (June 2004) Heather was awake but afraid to open her eyes. For a long, long time she lay still, pondering over three of life's great mysteries. What happened? Where am I? Why haven't I got a hangover? The answer to the third question was easy. That lucky metabolism of hers rarely did hangovers. She wasn't totally immune, but she cer...
We woke around nine when Amanda's phone rang in the guest bedroom. We laid looking at each other, knowing it was probably her mother. Amanda snuggled closer to me, wedging her leg between mine. "Should I answer it?" "Of course, she wants to know you're safe, babygirl. She's your mom." "I know. Am I safe?" "Not really, I'm going to devour you sometime t...
Hello there, I'm Sammy Jo, named after a character in my mother's all-time favourite TV show, Dynasty. I would like to say I look like the actress who played the part but, apart from having long blonde hair, I sadly do not. Not that I'm complaining about my appearance. I'm just saying I'm not a star on the soaps, that's all. My story is only a short one a...
Debbie Kendall had adjusted a bit to her situation as Jane Mensch's sex slave, and it was oddly the lesbian factor that was easier on her than the others. Taking a strap-on dildo regularly up her ass was far more difficult, given that she was an anal virgin before being sent there, and had no intentions of ever changing that. Being dominated was galling to...
Nancy was late. It had been a week since Alicia had met her on the beach and made love to her, right there out in the open, and they hadn't seen each other since. They talked on the phone and e-mailed each other daily, though, and tonight Alicia and Nancy were going to see each other for the first time since their first meeting. Alicia glanced at the clock o...
Laura was standing at the kitchen counter making dinner thinking about her son and his girlfriend. She really liked Nancy and they got along very well. She liked being friends with the younger woman and had enjoyed going to the ballet with her. She didn't understand their relationship though. That night had been so different and so sexual that it embarrassed...
Introduction This is going to be a short intro because by now you either know me or you don't. I'm twenty-six, a devout lesbian and I have a penchant for beautiful girls. By that I mean my ugly mug attracts a lot of stunners and I'm never capable of saying "no". Well I wouldn't be, would I? Okay. So last time I left you rather abruptly, halfway through a...
Introduction Davina here, reporting in for duty. This will be my umpteenth spilling of juicy secrets and usually I kick off by saying that, although my confessions have all followed on from each other (more or less), I am doing my best to make every story readable in its own right. Meaning I've used brief intros in the hope I've been saving any new readers...
Foreword Hello again it's me, the young lady masquerading as "Helen X", back with another yarn. Anyone who missed my previous kiss-and-tell confession might very well be wondering "Who the hell is this?" so here's a bit of background. These days I'm pushing thirty but my story is set back in late 2008, when I was in the sixth form of a school that will rem...
Brooke II: Finding Allison entered the bedroom, reached for the buttons of her blouse and whispered, "Cool." The young woman strutted as if she owned the room. She peeled off her top and short denim skirt, and circled the bed in nothing but a dampened thong. Her blue eyes flashed and her straight brunette hair steamed behind. The lean body dripped sexuali...