[There is violence in this story. Consensual violence. There is also a threesome, woman to woman sex and discovery. The women in this story like pain. If you don't want a story where a woman or women like pain, don't read this story. Pain can be a powerful fetish.] * "Did I hear you correctly?" I asked. "I'll say it a different way. All my life since I wa...
After a long drive through the desert from Fresno to Las Vegas, both you and I were nearly exhausted but excited. We had both put in a full week of work, and we needed some time away from the more mundane details of our jobs. We planned the trip to Vegas a few weeks prior in honor of our second year together, and we were both ready to usher in another year i...
In writing for Mormon Chicks stories I get feedback from people telling me about their affairs. These usually aren't enough to tell a full story. I've decided to take a few from the inbox and put them on the site. ************************** Did you ever thinking about fucking one of the women on a newscast? The Black Cameraman & the Weather girl. EMAIL F...
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...
This chapter contains lesbian sex, hypnosis, moral quandaries, and a bit of gay sex. Now, I'm guessing not all my regular readers are here for the latter, so if it's not your cuppa, just skip to the next scene break when it rolls around. Snatch kicked a stone, muttering an old tavern tune under his breath. As a rule, the thief generally hated singing, danci...
El Paso We pulled into the RV grounds outside of El Paso early, after an uneventful and fast drive and Cory decided that, as long as it was so early, she would go to have her nails done and a few other things and asked the girl at the office desk if there was a beauty shop nearby. She was told about one only a few miles away and called them on our cell and...
Thankfully, the trial was little more than a formality. I walked from the courthouse a free man, albeit a man with a heavy cloud over his head. I was cleared of the grievous bodily harm of my girlfriend by a jury of five men, four women and three non-binaries. The accusation levelled at me by the prosecution was that I had set out to purposely and maliciousl...
I'm Ashley Catlin; unlike many women, I'm a female of few words, so I'll skip any bullshit that isn't relevant to the moral of my story -- cheating has consequences -- or doesn't somewhat explain why I did what I did. That assumes that what I did will at all appear logical to you. I was the middle child in a family of three, with a two year older flaming ga...
The Bar at the smallish hotel off the casino strip was crowded that November night in 2002 as the conquering heroes entered, some with, valid I.D. some without. These football heroes were all in a boisterous mood. They had just had the best day they could possibly have had against the competition, they had played well and comported themselves like real athle...