Hunched forward over the steering wheel of her car, peering through the windshield into the seemingly impenetrable darkness, Lisa Hatcher could have kicked herself for choosing to come this way. It was Halloween and she had gone to a party with a bunch of her friends this evening, choosing to stay out a little past her curfew rather than risk losing the hun...
Josie Helling stood on the sidewalk in the sweltering heat of an extreme Manila summer. She waited patiently for the car to arrive, deciding against ducking back into the building where it was definitely cooler. The text message positively said 2:30, it was now 10 minutes before 3pm, and the car was still nowhere to be seen. She was going to be late for yet...
Summary: A mom is disciplined by a teenage girl for not recycling. Note 1: This is an Earth Day 2014 Contest story. Note 2: Thanks to MAB7991, Robert and goamz86 for editing this story. "Excuse me?" I asked, not liking the tone of my son's girlfriend. "Don't you recycle your cans?" She asked, her tone implying she was disgusted by me. I had only met h...
I had an uncomfortable few days after I ran into my former lesbian lover out at our village fete. I hadn't seen her for 25 years, I hadn't heard a peep from her in all that time, since I was 18, in fact. I'd married and raised an adult daughter, become a respected pillar of local society -- and then one day she turned up out of the blue! I tried to tell myse...
I was having my morning coffee when a knock on my back door startled me. Being new to the neighborhood, I approached the door suspiciously, wondering who it could be at six in the morning. I felt a sense of relief when I recognized the woman who lived next door. "Hello neighbor," she said cordially as I opened the door. "I was beginning to think you didn't...
Everyone in this tale is over 18. It is set in pre-revolution France, in a time even less enlightened than today. * Celine was a slut. Not a witch -- she didn't believe in them, anyway -- stuff of fairy-tales, old hags in silly hats flying around improbably on broomsticks. But a slut, she certainly was, and unashamedly so. She tossed her lovely mane of aub...
"It's not working like last time is it Jay?" Sophie, my son's girlfriend, said putting the camera down on my dressing table after she had spent half an hour or so photographing me. "No, it isn't, sorry," I replied catching her eyes in the mirror. "Do you feel ok? You don't seem as relaxed," she asked "No, I don't feel it." She came up behind where I wa...
This story contains graphic lesbian sex, as well as supernatural elements.When it comes to the sex; consent is not explicitly given, but the sex is, fundamentally, consensual. Thanks to Ez for a bit of proof-reading! * Like a log of timber I fell down onto my bed and, after some fussing around with limbs that didn't quite want to do my bidding, I eventual...
Please read this first... The following story is a work of fiction and does not depict any actual persons or events. Any likeness to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. The military bases described in the story really exist or did at one time exist, but anything else described is pure fiction. For instance, Fairford never had a high school nor...
Author's Note: My apologies for how long it's taken for me to put out part 2! It was written for about a week now, but I had to make some important changes. As a thank you for all of your patience, I've lengthened this chapter significantly. There's more sex, less sadistic violence, and more drama! Please enjoy. Much to my dismay, Jemma did not move out. S...