Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers Samantha just stared back at Trish, a deep foreboding, mixed with confusion over her just concluded dream, clouding her ability to respond right away. She was lying naked in a tub of cooling water, having just awakened from an extremely erotic dream, while her fully-clothed roommate stood looking at her expectantly, cluele...
When the Swedish furniture and household goods store, IKEA, opened up a large warehouse two years ago in the South East of England Karen started work in the Purchasing Department. She was 30 years of age and many people had remarked on her likeness to the actress, Sandra Bullock. In other words she was gorgeous and this, added to the fact that she was also i...
She looked at herself in the mirror for a long time, sometimes turning this way, sometimes that. She smoothed her blouse down over her stomach, feeling only flat and hard-won muscle. Her breasts, finally healed from the surgery, defied gravity in a way that they hadn't since she was eighteen. A long time ago. They were still tender, unfamiliar. They made the...
Studying. Just one of those facts of college life. Me and Becky, friends since freshman year, roommates for several months. "Who was that girl who said 'Hi' to you when we were walking through the union?" I asked. "Oh that was Trish. She was in my poli-sci class last semester." "Hmm. She really lit up when she saw you," I observed. "What do you mean?" Be...
Author's Notes: In this story, I thought I would try something a little different. I don't know if it is going to work or not, but here it is. What I am attempting it to do; is interweave both of the main character's perspective in a way that I hope gives a fuller story. I know there can be some confusion when you switch the point of view, so I am going to...
The Köntlicher Files, Chapter 2: Paul and Susan Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers (All characters were at least 18 years old at the time of sexual activity) The Köntlicher (pronounced: kōn-li-shay) Institute is affiliated with a major Midwestern University, and dedicated to the study of heterosexual relationships disrupted by apparently aberrant behavior...
"I tell you Mark, it was the strangest thing I ever heard, I mean right there on commercial radio two women... two women... well, they did what most of us guys would just love to see two women do, except you couldn't see them, you could only hear them." "Now come on Paul, they were either acting, or you were hearing something different," Mark replied. "No...
Another bottle of wine was opened and poured. There could be no doubt now that the atmosphere in the room had changed. There seemed to be some form of electrical charge in the air that affected the eyes and hands and limbs of the women. It caused their fingers to seek the comforting touch of other skin besides their own and their eyes to look more deeply int...
Jenny Haig was broke. Two credit card bills due next week, her part-time job would only pay enough to cover the rent, and even if she could have born the shame of asking her family for money, they weren't any richer than her. The life of a scholarship student. She thought she had a way out of the dilemma, though. It was something the bookish girl would neve...
First off, let me say sorry. We've met before although you might not realise it. Last time I was telling you all about my adventures with lonely housewife Helen, but I never got around to introducing myself. My name is Maz. Ok that's not exactly my name but it's what everyone calls me. My real name is Daisy May which I loathe and is something I curse my pare...