I hate Rock, Paper, Scissors. At least when it caused me to have to do something I didn't want to do. It was the tradition my roommates and I utilized to decide- well, everything. In many cases I won and wasn't forced to do whatever task that struck up the game, but tonight wasn't my night. Three rounds and I was on my way to the grocery store to pick up the...
(Dedicated to Margaret (my Margarita) for her patience with me, for her strength and her wisdom, for bringing out all my innermost secrets, and most of all, for teaching me the meaning of devotion and love as only another woman can understand.) * It was morning ... that was obvious. I could see the first rays of sunshine streaming into the room through the...
Author's notes: Sorry it has taken so long to post this story. I have been overworked getting stuff ready for publication. I have a couple more stories in different genres to post and then it will be another long break. It sucks when the real world intrudes on what you really want to do. As always, my loving wife is the main editor on this story. If there a...
Summary: A lonely bi-curious MILF falls for an on-line teen Mistress. Note 1: This is a long story...so patience is a virtue. Note 2: This story is also an ode to one of my favourite fetishes, well okay definitely my favourite fetish, silk stockings. Note 3: This story is dedicated to Maureen who suggested the idea, is also a stocking lover, and is the...
This is the eleventh of twelve chapters. To really understand it, you should read the previous chapters before reading this one. Once again, I want to thank my editor Terry for his valuable help! I hope you enjoy the story. Despite the light traffic, Bridget felt impatient as she weaved her way down the street. Even when only one car was in front of her, sh...
Heartfelt thanks to my beta-reader for your assistance. The young strawberry-blonde med student shut the door behind her and leant against it with a sigh. "Goddamn what a day." Closing her eyes, she thought about how glad she was to finally be home. Her nose caught the scent of something delicious coming from the kitchen. She ran a small hand through her...
** November 27th, 2015 ** Lissy Saturday night, late, my phone rang. "Good lord, who's calling you so late at night," Kara asked, her voice thick with sleep. "It can't be good this late, babe," I said as I opened the phone. It was Rachel, who was crying. My heart sank, and I felt myself tense. "Honey, what's wrong? Are you okay?" "It's June, Mo...
I was a little dazed after this latest encounter. She really was just teasing me. I realized that I needed to come up with something to get her back. I normally didn't think in these terms and that was a problem for me. I sat on the bed for a few minutes before remembering how Aidan reacted to my volleyball shorts. I grinned and went to my dresser. I pulled...
Author's Note: Welcome to my latest story and second entry into the April Fools contest. This story is extra special to me because it not only features another peek at my "Circle" series, but I am bringing back an old favorite. Allison is the main character in several of my first stories here and it was fun to revisit her. Enjoy. LC68. Allison Saunders jump...
This story deals with themes of reluctance and coercion in a lesbian setting. If you think you might be offended please find yourself another story. * Chapter 1 I was naked and terrified. I could move nothing but my eyes and could see little except the blankness of a white ceiling. I tried to call out but I had no voice. I desperately tried to gather m...