...thanks to those who've left comments – adds to the pleasure... The First Lesson Her Mistress laughed, pulled her shoe away from Jen's lips and walked around the kneeling girl. "Get up" she instructed, Jen obeyed. "Bend over my desk" Jen's heart began to quicken, she moved forward and lowered herself across the broad stained-wood desk. Her breasts bu...
She looked out over the kingdom through the ice crystal her magic had formed. She looked down on the light happy day, the birds chirping, the children playing, the lovers loving, and hated. She hated. She stewed in it like a rotten potato in a stew of curdled milk and dead things. She lashed out with her magic and through the distance of time and space she r...
Part 1 Ronnie listened, slightly less than attentively, to the sensual rhythms of Carlos Santana as she drove through the mixture of rain and snow. The town was very quiet, not unusual for this time of the year…most of the students were home for the holidays. Timmy had been gone for nearly three weeks now…fortunately he would be back soon. She missed that b...
Why am I so jumpy... Diana Richards leaned down to pick up another piece of paper that she dropped on the floor. It was Friday, July 13, 1956. She had stayed at her office until seven o'clock to catch up on some work, and was taking some home to look at over the weekend. It's Friday the 13th again and Charles is gone...maybe that's why I'm so nervous. If I...
Prologue: As an introduction to the below narrative, it would be best to read Shawna Fulfills Her Fantasy first. And as with the first part, the following chronicles mainly lesbian sex so if it's not to your liking you might want to find something else to read. As always, comments are welcome as long as they are constructive. Thank you. ----------------...
********** There is no explicit sex in this 'snapshot' in time. I realize this is not my usual fare, but while reading the Iliad, I kept getting images of a potential story. Good or bad, this is the result. All I hope is that those of you who take the time to read, find something to enjoy. I wish to thank everyone who helped contribute to and edit this sto...
Buffy and Nina watched, almost serenely, as the ring of vampires tightened around them. Buffy appeared almost bored and Nina was getting a glint in her eyes that had nothing to do with fear. If the vampires had not been so arrogantly full of themselves they might have sensed that these two women were not the ones who needed to be afraid. Even Buffy raised a...
Every story of one’s self is a fiction. But one can at least try to speak some truth. I write here not as a woman speaking for all women, but only for myself. Take from it what you will. It is hard to know where to begin, for there is no beginning, really. I have constructed this visual and textual journal as a way of exploring, putting into words and image...
"Jessa and I are going for a walk," Jenny told Rebecca the next night. The curvy woman was holding a folded up blanket, a flashlight, and a cooler. "Don't go out for a walk until we come back." Rebecca looked up from her phone, then she put the phone next to her on the living room couch. "It's dark out. Are you guys going to be okay? And why don't you want...
Hey everyone! This is a story I've been poking at from time to time as a mental dump for some of my ideas. I've always wondered what it would be like to live day to day with super strength. Would you fight crime, or just be the worlds best delivery person? What would happen if you broke stuff? I don't plan on focusing a lot of energy into this story unless I...