Adult Female with Adult Female Stories

Lucy is growing up fast and she is not yet secure in her own identity. All she knows right now is that if she doesn't get Amanda her boss's attention and close personal contact, she would just absolutely die.

Despite being sexually active with Alice and Sara, Susan's real desire is to become a lover with her Grandmother Rose. It is her hope that she will be able to fulfill that desire during the Summer Break. Then her mother shows up...

I am not the original writer of this story. The original and concept belongs entirely to Baguss who has not been able to be contacted. I have re-published it here as it increasingly disappears from search engines. The story remains the same; a Beauty Queen learns her place after a vicious catfight. It has been edited and re-formatted and contains acts of non-consensual sex and violence, if this is likely to offend you please go no further.

On Mia's 28th birthday, dominant Lena unleashes a full-day scavenger hunt of escalating desire: morning bondage and squirting oral, kitchen edging with piss-tinged release, mall flashing, dressing-room strap-on, risky corridor pissing into a cup under voyeur eyes, park and theater public squirts, alley near-nude streams. Night explodes into blindfolded food stuffing—cream, chocolate, fruit mashed deep—enema overflows, intense fisting to blooming rosebuds licked tenderly, mutual power shifts, dou

A story in the Passion among the Pachyderms Universe
Around 1972, I found the Young Republicans (YR), the local Washington DC chapter and national activities there, to have lots of opportunities for sex and linking up with smart people. The latter tended to be in various wonk groups that still worked with one another, such as moderate Ripon Society and Bill Buckley's conservative Young Americans for Freedom We can be good like this again. This story has inflamed passions, so voting will not be enabled but thoughtful comments are welcome.

1. This is a first draft and needs a lot of editing but I had a load of these stories collected for editing, and I've gotten around to none of them so I just decided to publish them as they are. 2. Samara is a recurring character in most of my stories. She is a tall, thin, elegant, aged futa. Kind of like an aging, elegant sexy siren or a more slender, alien version of Elvira.

Mother’s Day brunch begins with croissants and compliments—but ends in unthinkable heat. When one teasing question turns the air electric, Rachel finds herself at the center of a family celebration that erupts into lust, surrender, and taboo. Mimosas blur the lines, desires ignite, and every boundary is crossed in this unapologetically depraved tale of generational hunger and maternal power.

This is a fantasy story I have been working on for a while, which has sort of been completed. I have been working on it for quite some time, but as you can tell, it does not yet have a name. I will work on that eventually.

Father Mallory expands the reach of the futa-nuns!