This story was a Finalist in the ASSTR Golden Clitorides Best Seasonal Story Awards 2005Love is --- to be together, AlwaysA St Valentines Day StoryThe phone call came in the early hours.“Hello, is that Mrs Lawrence?”“Hello, hello - is that the hospital? Is that Sister? This is Sally Chambers, her daughter, how is my Dad?”“Mrs Chambers, we think that you and Mrs Lawrence might want to visit Mr Lawrence.”“Oh, oh …. Is Daddy...

Chapter 4 Andrew stopped his daydreaming about the past; he was delighted by Megan showing up unexpectedly a few hours ago. His reminiscing was sweet but he knew that tomorrow he would be offering them a future together - an option to work out their constant separations.He was ready to have Megan become a permanent part of his life and carry on the traditions of both families in both countries and cultures.He looked over...

“Leaving….. “CH. 3Chapter 3So there she was. Flying towards utter misery with those haunting words ripping her heart apart …. now the time has come to leave you ... one more time let me kiss you. Megan’s flight to Kennedy International Airport had been a blur. She knew she had another flight to Albany, then by car to Hamilton in the middle of the state where Crestin University nestled in a quiet valley. At long last the J...

“Leaving….. “CH. 2Chapter 2Megan shook herself out of her daydream when the Flight Attendant asked if she wanted coffee.“What? I’m sorry, my mind was miles away.”Looking at the coffee pot in the attendant’s hand she said, “Oh yes, cream but no sugar, thank you.”Sipping her coffee Megan kept hearing the song she had heard in Heathrow’s departure lounge as she waited to hear her flight called. “I’m leaving on a jet plane do...

Chapter 1The Boeing 747 lifted off the runway at Heathrow International Airport, its engines powering the massive plane into the clear blue morning sky.As it made its way west towards the United States with 300 people aboard, Megan MacLean looked out of the window, lost in her thoughts.Her fellow passengers would see a mature, seemingly confidant woman in her mid twenties, five foot five inches tall and one hundred and te...

THE BUNTING FAMILY - GROWING TOGETHER Part Five - Chapters 12 and 13 Chapter 12 - Jenny Remembers As Doug and Laura, Carl and Liz celebrated their love for each other, Jenny lay in her bed thinking of the deliciously intimate smell of Liz on her brother’s fingers. There was an all too familiar tug low in her tummy. Then the warmth as her flow responded to her imagination of the brother and sister together. Her fingers dri...

GROWING TOGETHER – THE BUNTING FAMILY - PART THREE Part Three (Chapters 5, 6 and 7) GROWING TOGETHER - Chapter 5 - Toni’s story A few days earlier, before Liz and Doug began their intimacy, Laura walked into the kitchen after her morning shower wearing her usual brief underwear under a filmy dressing gown. Toni was already at work dressed in cool thin, wide legged cotton shorts that were almost indecently short, and a loo...

GROWING TOGETHER – THE BUNTING FAMILY -  PART TWOPart Two (Chapters 3 and 4) Chapter Three – Liz confesses to her Daddy. After their frenzied coupling Doug and Liz had taken showers, changed their cum stained swimming costumes and had gone down to the pool. Laura and Charles were still there, now respectably back in their costumes, stretched out on loungers by the poolside. They were all four sated with the passion of the...

GROWING TOGETHER – THE BUNTING FAMILY -  PART ONEPart One (Chapters 1 and 2) has been written to introduce the family members and others who are important to the story, and might be thought of as slow compared with later chapters, but please keep reading there is hot stuff to come !Chapter One – The Buntings – Meet the Family  Doug Bunting is a successful businessman who at 43, through sheer hard work and some shrewd stoc...

This story was a finalist in the Short Story Category of the ASSTR Golden Clitorides Awards 2005I was challenged by my husband to write a Male/male story instead of my more usual female oriented stories. This is my attempt and I stress that it is simply a story. There is no basis in fact and the characters are fictitious.All characters are of course of an age to comply with the requirements of Lushstories.com. What is tru...

“Easter Present for Hubby” A letter from Abigail to her best friend, Danni. Abigail is married to a sailor, has no children, and frequently lives alone waiting for him to return home. Danni is married and has one son, Peter, aged 17. “Dear Danni, Danni my love, I told you I had an idea for an Easter Bunny costume to wear for Freddy when he comes home on leave at Easter. Well, here is how our dear friend Samantha helped me...

This is the second of two emails betyeen girl friends. The first "Email to Val" relates the story of Kay's lesbian introduction to pleasure at the hands of a girl friend in England Email to Kay (02 ) * * * * *A reply by email from a young woman in America to her English friend Kay. The second in an exchange of emails between intimate friends. "Email to Kay" – A reply to "Email to Val"Hi Kay thanks for your email. Wow... H...

  This is the first of two emails between the friends. The second, "Email to Kay" relates the experience of her friend with inquisitive boys and subsequently Val is taught the sexual words of adults by her uncle, and he gives her pleasure following her dunking in the lake ! “Email to Val” by Susan England A letter from a young English nurse to her friend Val, who lives in America . Val, your email about your 'first time'...

Please - Don’t Make Me Do It.  PART THREE CHAPTER FIVE She wore her pretty pale yellow silk nightie with a delicate Japanese flower design, with a silken over robe, caught at the neck and waist. Her mind was still very active and she reviewed the last details she had completed before leaving her home. She mentally checked her every action and it seemed foolproof. She smiled at herself in her mirror, satisfied with her han...

Please - Don’t Make Me Do It.  PART TWO CHAPTER TWO He had said he would be home at 6.30 p.m. At 7.15 he phoned to say he had to work late, could not be home before midnight as he had to drive out of town. He did not say “Happy Anniversary”.There had been no flowers, no card, no romantic dinner, no loving, no attempt to exchange that wondrous touching and stroking and kissing, ever more intimate as their emotions took ove...