You are an 18-year-old girl named Alice. You stand in front of the mirror crying. "That bitch!" you shout and hit the sink with the palm of your hand. "I wish he didn't want her anymore. I wish no one loved her and everyone loved me." You imagine how it would be to be wanted, no! needed by everyone. You would never be chosen second. No on...
You've written your story, edited it within an inch of its life, and are all ready to show it to the world. You open a submission page and – what's this? Story Tags? What the bleep is a Story Tag? The larger any archive grows, the more important organization becomes. Separating stories into our current categories helps connect readers with stories they'll e...
Thanks to everyone who sent me feedback on part one and two. There were some really great ideas, and I plan on incorporating some into the story. A special thank you goes to the feedback that corrected my grammar. Without further ADO, here is the finale of Stephanie’s Lesbian Vacation. After their showers were over, the girls, wrapped up in a large towel, s...
"Hey tutor girl, what kept you?" Haley James Scott had gotten very used to hearing those words come from her friend Brooke Davis. Haley had been expecting to hear them when she arrived at Brooke's house because patients had never been one of Brooke's virtues and now they were having sex on a regular basis the IT girl of Tree Hill High had only seemed to bec...
Guess I shouldn't have been surprised it would come to this. Jack always insisted he was getting better, but sure enough, he was up to his old tricks: Stealing shit to fund his 'kicked' dope habit. Now I'm sitting on my front porch as Detective Pindick goes through my shit. He probably thinks I'm in on it. I'm sure to him that anyone with tattoos and a mohaw...
Mary was wearing a green, one piece jumpsuit. I'd never seen it before, never saw it again. We were on the way to LaGuardia airport. She left work for a couple of hours to blow me in a taxicab on my way to some business trip; I would have been fingering her if it wasn't for the damn jumpsuit. These cab rides were often the only place we could get a little no...
Author's note This story was co-written with another author called Vintage. *** Alright, let's get this over with, thought the Smackdown GM Stephanie McMahon as she made her way down to the ring. She had lost a bet to her rival the RAW GM Eric Bischoff and as a result she had to engage in HLA, Hot Lesbian Action, in front of a live crowd. Or at least tha...
Don't believe the stereotypes, ladies and gentlemen. Black cuckolds do EXIST. My name is Jeanette Langlois and I'm a woman of Haitian and French Canadian descent living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. My mother, Annabelle Jean was Haitian and my father, Roger Langlois was white, of French Canadian descent. I guess that technically makes me mixed but I alway...
The alarm assaults my ears so my hand returns the favor by smacking it. Time to get going. In the shower, I decide to have a quick play with myself and my vibrator. A little bit of me time before I have to get my son ready for school and go to work. Between spending time with my son Max and my job as a lawyer, I didn't have much time for dating, so I take wh...
Disclaimer: All girls in this story are 18-year-old seniors in high school. ----------------------------- Sarah was at home studying for an upcoming exam. She was on her computer, looking at a study guide when she received a message. "BITCH!" Of course, it was from Britney. Sarah thought about ignoring the message, but she couldn't resist. This was the...