The "garden" was a beautiful rose garden. Picture a row of roses about six feet wide surrounding a large square, grass-covered center that could seat about 50 guests. There was one entrance to the square center of the garden from the outside. A trellis stood at outer edge of the roses. A red carpet covered the walk from the trellis, through the roses and to...
I'd expected Emily to be mortified that I'd found her sleeping naked outdoors, but she made no move to put her discarded bikini back on. Instead, she made idle chit-chat, stretching lazily in the sun. I treaded water as we talked, thinking to myself over and over, Act normal. Act normal. I was so rattled by my close call that I was shaking. I struggled to...
Author's note: This is part of a series of stories about Jacqueline DeNorlan, a famous sculptor and part-time security expert and her submissive, a young Assistant District Attorney named Victoria Lerner. This story takes place a few months before the events in my story "Get A Room", also published here at literotica. As always I crave feedback via the CONT...
All characters in sexual situations are eighteen years of age or older. Reader discretion is advised. This chapter's flashbacks contain scenes of bullying, and non-sexual violence. -=-=-=- Sam clicked her lighter to start the small fire pit in the backyard. She stared at the tiny flame; eyes unfocused. The same old memories replayed in her mind. "What th...
Emily Barlow sat in the outer office of her faculty advisor, impatiently waiting for an appointment scheduled more than a half hour ago. That the twenty year old redhead wasn't alone in that regard - there were three other students also waiting - did little to alleviate her frustration. "I'm sure Professor Nelson will be along shortly," the gray haired secr...
It was a month now since Carolyn Lord had left her old job, and things were not working out at all as she had thought they would. Her new position was very satisfying for her. Being Mrs. Stevens' personal assistant was everything she had hoped it to be. It was challenging, and required her to be ready to handle any sort of crisis at a moment's notice. She w...
Brooklyn dropped her kit to the floor and sat on the edge of the bed to untie her trainers. lacrosse was never her favorite sport, but she still hated losing. At five foot tall and only weighing a little over a hundred pounds, she wasn't exactly a force of nature. Normally her quick feet would keep her competitive, but the muddy pitch had worked against her...
This was previously published in 5 chapters. I merged them into one fluid story and made a few changes and adjustments to the story and the characters as a whole. Slow Burn I really had no desire to meet-up with my son’s friend Madi and her family at the run-down mall two miles from our hotel. We were three and a half hours from home for yet another mounta...
Author's Note: This work, my first, would not be possible without the assistance and comments of Carey Thomas, the author of a wonderful set of lesbian romances with characters who interweave among her stories. Her work is published at Literotica.com. She reviewed drafts of certain parts of this book, and I have included, with her permission and changed name...
Just a few notes: First, most folks seemed to enjoy "Patricia and Sandra: A Love Story". And while most understood why the story seemed rushed (well that is because it was rushed by design), some wanted to hear more of their story, so here it is. The Story of how they became "us". Second, although I am mostly straight, 90% of the folks in my life that I...