Ay: Ekim 2025

It had been several months since the trip to Biloxi and my night with author, lecturer and guide through lesbianism, Anne Paulson. Anne and I stayed in contact and spoke or texted every day. She had encouraged me to do two things. One, find another girl and have sex to make sure this isn’t just…

I’m the first to admit it, I was counting down the days to my retirement. I’d spent the last fifteen years in a one horse town working as receptionist for a large pharmaceutical company. I wasn’t a big fan of the company, but I loved my job and the people who worked there. My name’s…

“Fuck it’s big,” I pant, as I help guide the plastic protrusion into me. The bed creaks as my palm presses against the wall. I brace myself, my arm outstretched to keep me in place. Hannah, holds my waist from behind, keeping my long skirt up out of the way as I kneel with my…

Chapter Four – Annette “Of course, my daughter. Will I see you for tea next week?” “Indeed,” Annette confirms. “Though, it is possible there may be a disruption in the following week. Miss Jones may be accepting a case in Kereland in the near future.” “Indeed?” Sister Pullwater grows quiet. “Something the matter?” “Inform me…

Jenna and Jessa met in highschool when they were 18 years old. They were partying together like every other weekend. Now they are 20 and they still love to have a lot of fun and generally just want to enjoy their life while they’re still young. You will never catch them sitting at home doing…

A Corrine Myers Mystery — Chapter 2 You say Blackmail I say extortion. The drive down to the expensive seaside suburb of Seacliff took longer due to peak hour and Sk8er wanted to know what I had been up to since our little adventure with, what she called ‘The other stuff’. In truth, I told…

I had the piano instrumental version of “You’re where you belong” from Top Gun Maverick running over and over in my head while I was writing this. -:- Walking with Sam -:- There really was something quite lovely about the woman’s legs and bum, clad as they were in the walking trousers she’d pulled on…

This story contains characters from other stories but is intended as stand alone. All comments and feedback are gratefully received as I’m hoping the feedback will encourage improvements in my work. This is a work of fiction from the deep dank recesses of my mind and any resemblance to real people is purely accidental. As…

The best part of my trip to Mohill, Ireland was Fiadh, Fiadh is a her given name. It is Irish in origin, coming from a word meaning “deer”, “wildness” but also “respect”, It fit her perfectly. She just came up to me on Chapel Street and started a conversation, she was gorgeous five four a…

Helen is thirty-five years old 5’2′ tall with ample hips, and full breasts, bright blue eyes with auburn hair styled in a bob. Married to Simon, for 15 years, a six-foot lean man with brown eyes and hair sporting John Lennon spectacles and clean shaven. They were checking into the Holiday Inn in central Birmingham…