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Everyone had eaten when Kayla and Dani returned from the hike but some dinner had been saved and set aside for them. It began to rain so everyone went to bed early, though they were exhausted from the hike alone to warrant reason...

It was a busy day with a new film release, and I ended up staying two hours after my shift to help with the crowd.
With all of the busyness, I didn't get to see Charlotte at all. We hadn't talked since last night after leaving the beach, where Olivia invited me to her hotel room. Charlotte had merel...

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Part Three: New Year
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Chapter 13: Day Six, 27 December
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I report to Madame Melody's suite a few minutes earlier than arranged, and wait for Drippy to finish cleaning t...

This is my first story comments and critiques would be welcome! The first part is mostly setting the stage and meeting the characters, the Fun will begin in part 2!
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Jess spent her morning sorting clothes in the women's section. Spending her weekends working was getting old real fast, but colleg...

I suppose it should go without saying, but in the event you arrived here without seeing the series tag, please read Chapter 1 first.
This concludes the two-part series, but it overlaps They Were Roommates, Tour Guide and The Right Chord (not yet posted), and each story contains unavoidable spoilers ...

AN: My story was inspired by Ann Douglas' excellent story, The Price and is published with her permission. If you have not done so, please go read her excellent story and send her praise.
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Lacey Madsen is a senior at Beachside High School. She lived in a nice area of Manhattan Beach, California, ...

Author's Note:
This is part three of five. If you would like anything here to make sense, you should read the first two parts first.
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Mary, about three weeks after game night.
Hazel - her girlfriend, how weird was that! - was much gayer than she was.
Was that the right way to fram...

By now, you've come to know each of us in detail. I wish I could post pictures here so you can see what we look like, how we live, and how we enjoy each other's company, both in and out of the bedroom. But unfortunately, that will never happen. As much as I write these very erotic, seductive, and de...

This story is part of the 'Virginiaverse.' While this is a stand-alone story, many of the events depicted below were referenced in other stories, in particular, "Promises Made and Promises Kept," so you may want to go back read them later for greater context.
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Tara did admin work while she waited for her next client. At exactly 2 PM, she heard a knock at the clinic door.
"It's open, come in!" Tara called. She rose to her feet and her breath caught in her throat as her client entered the room.
The woman looked like a Barbie--long blonde hair, blue eyes, pi...

Emerald saw her before she even boarded. Blonde, obviously. That sharp, almost silver shade women pay too much for. Mid-thirties, maybe, with that narrow kind of body that doesn't so much enter a room as cut through it. She was standing at the corner of 12th and Market, waiting as the SEPTA bus hiss...

WARNING: This is a watersports story. Explicit lesbian pee sex. If that's not your kink, better skip this one.
This story is a work of fiction. A figment of the author's imagination. It is not meant to be big on realism. It's a fantasy, and nothing more than a gratuitous vehicle for kinky lesbian se...

Only been a week since we moved into this boring house. Three floors. That's it. Just three. What was he thinking? A man like Douglas could've easily gotten us something bigger, something with presence. But no -- he's always cutting corners now that we're "planning for the future." Pathetic.
I can't...

Read everything I've ever written before reading this one. To the few of you who already have... enjoy.
She never smoked, but she always lit one before a betrayal. It helped her think--gave her hands something to do besides tighten. The cherry flared in the window's reflection, too bright against th...

Mel took a look at herself in the mirror, tracing the outline of her naked figure, all five-foot-two-inches of it, from the top of her head, down past her lightly freckled shoulders, to her perky, round breasts, down to where her stomach pinched in before widening out again at the waist, to her hips...

The television throws out static optimism--interest rates steady, a good time to buy--as if the fabric of life could be stitched tighter with bricks and deeds. I slump, half folded in my chair, a comfortless tangle of limbs. The room holds me like a used glove. Outside, the evening limps along: the ...

This standalone story is the second chapter in the story of a small-town band (Dreamland) that is comprised of three siblings-- Debbie, thirty; Mark, twenty-six; and Amber, twenty-five. They got a last-minute booking on a cruise ship, replacing K. D. Lang who had to cancel unexpectedly. Once aboard,...

Susan and Charlene have had their first encounter but Susan is unsure and is also still questioning her sexuality. However, she hasn't been put off by apparent failure to launch. Part Three bounces between Australia 2001 and London 2024. Author's note: Arvo is short for afternoon, a doona is a duvet...

Chapter 2. A gentle submission

Amberly felt her entire body freeze, her awareness of the situation increasing.
Oh god, how long has Katie been watching me?
She felt Katie's gaze shift to the droplets of sweat on her forehead, the hair stuck to her face suddenly an annoyance.
Worst of all, she was s...

Klara stirred in the soft hush of a Sunday morning, just as sunlight began to press gently against the edge of her curtains. A breeze slipped in through the open window beside her, cool and teasing, brushing her cheek like a whispered secret. Her auburn hair shimmered in the warm light, flickering w...

Ch 1. Caught red handed

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This is my first story so feedback is appreciated! Chapters are being added as I write them :)
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Amberly panted as she ran her right hand down the inside of her thighs gently.
Ah!- She moaned, quickly placing her left hand over her mouth. She didn't want her girlfriend...

Thank you Terry and snow for all your help in editing and improving this chapter. I couldn't have done it without you.
Like almost all of my series, this one will only be understood if you have read the chapters before it. Thank you to my readers for going along this journey with me. I'm sorry it's ...

I woke up again to the same dream. I seemed to be having a similar one regularly. I was sweaty and extremely aroused by it. I slowly got up, not wanting to wake my husband. I went to our bathroom down the hall for some privacy.
My name is Sarah, I have been married for 7 Years to a wonderful man nam...

Kate and Jenna kissed. "Kate we'll figure this out."
"We'd better and soon." "Your biological clock is ticking too Jenna."
"After two solid years of looking and no good matches!", Kate exclaimed, "God I want a baby growing in me so bad Jenna!"
Kate is tall and athletic. With blue eyes and black hair...

I'm working from home this morning in my study. I have an online meeting in an hour, but I'm all caught up on my work for now. Some decisions are to be made at the meeting and then I can continue working on our latest proposal.
I didn't masturbate in bed this morning as I usually do because I had an...

Sometimes you can't make up your mind. I had good sex with Debra, and I had great sex with Julia. Debra is simply marvelous to look at, and Julia gives world-class head. They both are fun to be around, pleasant, good natured, and both have a great sense of humor.
I see Debra at work, and I am at Jul...

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Part Two: Christmas
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Chapter 7: Day Three, 24 December.
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Preparation for Christmas festivities kick into full swing from this morning. The dungeon is now officially cl...

A month slides by, slow and invisible, like dust settling on places you don't look. It's February, or near enough that the light has no conviction. I come home when the sky outside is the colour of old water. My scrubs wear the day's story in creases and stains: a patch of dried vomit near the thigh...

I didn't know what I had expected -- but it definitely wasn't this.
Olivia came to get me around midnight. She didn't say a word as we walked through the quiet hallways. Just a faint nod when we reached the basement stairs. Olivia was the kind of woman who always knew more than she let on. In the so...

Chalk dust turns to a kind of film on my fingertips. The powder collects in the creases, a pale, soft grit that I catch myself rubbing into my thumbpad as I speak. Friday, last bell drawing close, the heat inside the classroom flattening the light. I watch them--their faces, some greased with boredo...