Smokey Saga #57: "Do You Trust Me?" (lesbian version) ***** This is a polished-up gay girl rendition of a story from 2014, my first tribute to Halloween. Lately, this is one I've been wanting to try to "Sapphize." About half the first fifty Sagas are hetero stories, featuring gents as main characters alongside the ladies, and because of character/plot poin...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned. *.* Richard Trahan got out of his pickup truck. The steadily falling rain did not help his mood as he carried the box to the small store. The candl...
The voice was low and soft. "Scott, I need to talk to you." Without moving my head, which was staring at my screen, I said, "The Wicked Witch is here. What does she want?" "Scott, please, this is important. I promise to be good." "You have to do better than that. I need a date tonight or tomorrow night." "Scott! Quit fooling around. There is a VP from he...
Along the bumpy dirt road, a carriage sat with it's wheel askew. The driver worked tediously until he finally manage to work it off it's axis. Part of the wheel was fractured from it's merciless travel down the forsaken path. The driver glance up and noticed a thin, brown headed man dressed in black pants, and a colorful shirt walking toward him. He didn't a...
For those of you who read the first part of Anita, I have to answer my own question: yes, it was all fiction. This second part of the Anita (Annie) story is also fiction. So any resemblance to people living or dead or places are purely coincidental. These stories are purely products of my imagination, produced with the invaluable help of a friend S. who edit...
After her clandestine "CIA recruitment training test", a.k.a. Messalina Weekend, Vivian's junior year at the University of Wisconsin continued to proceed as satisfactorily as she could possibly have wished. She congratulated herself on conducting a successful saturnalia. She had enjoyed it to a degree beyond anything she had previously imagined in her desire...
Well, you asked for it. I've come up with something a little different. As usual, it contains a plot I've never seen before, but wait, there's more. I've also put it in a format that I've never seen before as well, either on this site or anywhere. I could have written it as a normal story and got my usual 4+ score. I've chosen not to, partly for my, and your...
I suppose that it had been an easy enough mistake to make. My friend Rosemary -- who knows that I am an avid collector of antique toys -- had mentioned that she had seen, somewhere, she couldn't remember where, something about an exhibition. One of the local galleries, she thought. And quite soon. Next week, was it? Something like that. 'That's OK,' I told...
"I'll just go down and get a paper," Lionel announced after showering and dressing. Jean, Judy, and Sandy all nodded their acknowledgments. As the door closed, Sandy turned to the mother and daughter. "Do you think he's going down there to gloat?" Both Jean and Judy gave Sandy a look. "Lionel's not that type," Jean said huffily. *** "Hi Ly." Lionel mome...
All characters depicted here are 18+ ***if you like my stories please consider leaving a comment or rating. Any feedback is always appreciated so i can improve my writing. Thanks to alice_looking for help with the editing :-)*** Barley jogged through his house to the garage to get his bike. Riding it out the door into the twilight and down the path to the...