It had been a fun night. Lover and I had gone out to dinner at a crowded Italian restaurant, where he made fun of my ability to eat "kid food" even when I was away from my child. "You're basically eating macaroni and cheese," he said shaking his head at me. "Worse yet, you eat like a bird." He sat across from me devouring his surf and turf. I stabbed one...
DISCLAIMER: I've always wanted to read a twincest story about the Olsens...well...PERIOD (very difficult to find), but I especially wanted them to be wearing the sexiest outfits I've seen them in. As such, I have written the story below and combined some facts from roughly around the same time for realistic plot advancement. However, I'm not obsessed with th...
Alma sat in silence as the two other women talked animatedly. She was blushing hotly, and her panties were soaked. Why, why do I have to be this way? Lynn had just told Elva the story of how she chased poor Alma while Alma was Rollerblading naked and whipped her with a cane, and by some miracle, Alma hadn't fallen over. "I do love embarrassing her!" "That...
Driving in rain like this was hard for me, I don't like to drive in any inclement weather and it was pouring rain and the wind gusts were horrible. A little sports car with oversized tires did not help much. I knew I would reach the Canadian border soon and could stop at a little café` and rest a while and see if the rain eased up at all. Making this trip wa...
(The tags i've provided apply to the story as a whole {so far} - and there may be more coming. This story is a patchwork of ideas and bits of plot i came up with over literally years. For background music, i recommend Joan Jett's version of "Starfucker", Zappa and the Mothers' "Road Ladies" and "What Kind of Girl Do You Think We Are?" and the DiVinyls' "I To...
There are times when societies loose any sense of direction and purpose, where people are dissatisfied, but are afraid, unwilling or incapable to look forward for solutions. Unfortunately that is the quagmire in which Australia is caught in the closing stages of the Twentieth Century. In attempting to find a tomorrow, we see some minority groups, riding hap...
*Author's note: This story contains elements and scenes of incest. Have fun.* * Maddi dropped her phone on the bathroom floor and returned her head to the toilet and retched. Memories of the past night swirled in her head like water down the flushing bowl. Then bright, watery vomit filled the bowl again. Maddi wished her camera wasn't so good—she could see...
Author's note: For once I had a hard time picking a title for a story. I started with "Revenge Is a Dish Best Served by 2", then moved to "The Bond Forged by Revenge", and was finally happiest with simply "Roxy Who?", the cathartic mantra for this story's couple. I hope that even though all three fit, you'll agree that it was the better choice. Enjoy! ~~~...
This one is a little convoluted. You may wish to concentrate. Or, you could skim it and miss most of the experience. Once again, be warned. I believe some acts don't ever deserve forgiveness. The lady who reviewed it for me, for which I am grateful, wrote the following comments as she read it. "What the hell, man?" "This is all screwed up." "What the hec...
The morning of my 21st birthday had arrived. I was not expecting anything special, though. You don't get much celebration when you are a single lesbian with no close relatives, a lover who is often out of town, not really any friends except the guys and girls from the Friends of Dorothy club. I got up and showered. I took the time to look at myself in the mi...