Frozen Lemonade (5)~*18+*~

Our favorite ladies are back finally.. It was about 3 am when we returned home. I called for Zara, but she didn't answer.. Was she asleep? "Zarrrraaa doll, I'm home! Zara?" I opened her door, she wasn't in her room. So I checked mine, as I have often found her sleeping in my bed. If... Continue Reading →

Song2Story Saturday: Underneath~

Two years have passed, and I still have not invited him in... He know's my age, my name, my address, my car. He could tell you my eye color, how I have green eyes, with slightly darker flecks, how many freckles are on my face and could even tell you my favorite things in the bedroom...  My... Continue Reading →

The Sorcerer (3) ~18+~

I had ghosted him this time, I was in his shower, I could feel him throbbing, and I knew instantly he was close to cumming, but I needed him to feel my pain, just once I wanted someone to feel how I did, and As soon as thought “Yep, he’s close time to leave” I... Continue Reading →

Frozen Lemonade 4

We got the all clear to leave two weeks later and had Minnesota on the line. Kelli was Excited by the time the two weeks were up she had remembered loving Minnesota. We would continue therapy at a hospital in Minneapolis. I was out of a wheelchair now but still needed to rest occasionally. Kelli’s... Continue Reading →

The Sorcerer (2.5) ~*18+*~

I could feel her against me, stroking me, softly, tenderly.  I took her hand, guiding it along my shaft, savoring the feel of her soft skin against mine. I coaxed her to stroke faster, and harder, I needed this release. I had been trying since I had heard her moaning next door while making a... Continue Reading →

The Sorcer (2) ~*18+*~

I hucked a throw pillow at the door, screaming in frustration. Did he have to deny me? I’ve heard of edging but isn’t this a bit extreme. What. An. ASSHOLE. I screamed again and then decided, like every other time I am denied release, I should just go take a bath. I picked my clothes... Continue Reading →

Dear Diary~

For the first time ever, I feel like I am writing an actual diary entry.  Why? Because I'm about to be vulnerable as. FUCK. I have a crush... I'm a grown ass woman, with a crush. Not a "Never gonna happen cuz he's fine as fuck and makes 50 million dollars a day from his... Continue Reading →

The Sorcerer (1) ~*18+*~

I pulled my boots back up to my thighs, and zipped them up, pulled up my skirt just a bit, and tightened my corset string. I picked up my cell phone and put it in the special pocket in my corset, the pocket also houses a tube of lipgloss, and occasionally a tampon. Is the... Continue Reading →

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