Newburyport: A New England Novel Of A Woman, Her Loves and Lusts Chapter I: Holly's Seduction It was another rainy weekend. On this dark and dreary midwinter Sunday morning Holly had cleaned the huskies kennel, finished the week's laundry, talked to her oldest daughter in Alexandria, and gotten more and more depressed. The past few weeks had been brutal. B...
This is the story of how I discovered sex, and found the best three friends I've ever had. And by 'sex' I don't just mean the normal guy on top, in the bed, blow job if you feel naughty, fuck for fifteen minutes then go to sleep, type of sex. But all the other stuff they told you not to do: group sex, sub/dom sex, outdoor sex, butt sex, lesbian sex, butt lic...
Cassidy stirred slowly, one sense awakening at a time. It was a smell that had roused her, a sweet and pleasant smell that reminded her of summer at her childhood cabin on Lake Michigan. It smelled like wet earth and cool night air. As the smell wrapped itself around her, her other senses emerged. She heard pounding music and loud voices, though the sounds w...
(Thanks to Drewau for editing. Comments and feedback always welcome and appreciated. As with most of my stories, it is advised to read the previous chapters for context.) "I know how we can get Jenny." Mary Ann said as she laid naked on Nicci's bed. All three were nude actually. Tom was sandwiched between Mary Ann with Nicci in front of him. They were all s...
Ok, this is something that was just percolating in my brain, because everyone hates a fade to black. The opening and closing parts are quoted from Gilmore Girls, but I tried to write it so that you don't necessarily need to know anything about that show to enjoy:) ***** Lorelai? This thing we're doing here, me, you? I just want you to know that I'm in. I'm...
All the characters in this story are over the age of eighteen * Rory Gilmore looked at the inside of her notepad and went a light shade of red. Scrawled on the page was a heart, not a biological one, with arrows pointing to the aorta and the left ventricle, but the romantic one with a '4' in the middle and her and her lover's initials either side of it. Th...
He saw the brown-haired girl sitting at the front. She was the only girl in the room wearing shorts, and her legs were perfect. Her skin appeared so soft and smooth that he found himself unable to tear his eyes away from the long shining limbs of perfection. She had on a blue sweater above it, a sweater with a gold zipper drawing a beeline to her bright red...
"It's not that kind of dinner," Mary Jane said, Felicia just having shown up at her door in a trenchcoat and not much else—though the 'not much else' seemed prohibitively expensive at first glance. "You said your roommates weren't home." Felicia stepped inside, her walk seemingly designed to make her coat flutter open. "And that they were gay." "Yes, and...
Chapter 2: An Afternoon at the Mansion The inside the mansion was as grand as the outside. The house was filled with priceless antiques, many brought from far corners of the earth by the family's fleet of merchant ships in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries. The residence was huge and as Darlene walked Holly through it's many rooms, Holly thought how w...
How it all began. It all started with a crazy idea. Sat in a public bar, Mick and I were simply bouncing ideas off each other for possible ideal jobs. He turned to me and said "the best job in the world has to be filming those porno stars" to which I replied "No... The best job in the world would be filming everyday housewives and their dirty little fantasi...