It was just an accident; an everyday occurrence but we would never be the same again. Its Friday, I’m finishing the testing on some very powerful new perfume. I work in the testing lab, and the science geeks have put together a new compound that should drive men wild. It’s my job to test that the solution is not harmful, that it can’t have a negative reacti...
When you're married to a truck driver you get used to spending a lot of time away from the one you love. When your two sons start driving for your husband's trucking company you really feel for their young wives because you know what they're going through. That's why I invited Julie and Lisa to live with me. The guys were out on the road most of the time so...
"Thanks for agreeing to see me on such short notice," Eron said as she walked through the door and placed her purse on the chair by the desk. "Sure," Marissa said. "I was wondering when you'd call again." "I know. It's been way too long. But my hamstrings are really sore after that run a couple days ago. I think I overdid it. It's not feeling much better,...
-Author's note: Thank you for having read thus far. For those that have borne with the character development, this is the beginning of the erotic payout. I have received some really good criticism regarding the constant recap in each chapter. So, I have decided to place the recap in italics to make it easier for my serial readers to choose to skip the redun...
It's been six months since Marilyn left me for Maddie. I guess it was a mistake to reunite them together. My desires for a threesome was destroyed by their renew lust for each other. I guess that fantasy has to wait. It was an amicable parting, and I wished them the best. I came to the realization that all relationships are equally complex. I was wrong to th...
My name is Tessera. Tess for short. I'm 32, a boi-butch dyke and I have a mobile barber service, catering for lezgrrrls and gayboyz - more the former than the latter, but I love my poofy clients. And a surprising number of "str8" (haha) women who, ahem, protest their marital or hetero-partnered bliss rather too much, methinks! Well, in some cases I know that...
The following is a continuance of a story I posted a little while ago. It might stand up on its own but will make much more sense if you read the first two parts, I hope you like it...Best wishes CC. One Saturday evening Kate and I were in the cinema. The film was dreadful, not what we were expecting. Kate was restless and playful; reaching across for popco...
I am girly girl. I just love nice shoes, stocking and dressing up pretty. Even at work I try to look sharp, but feminine. The other girls say, "Virginia, where do you buy your outfits?" "Well, a girl's got her secrets," I say, but really I shop mostly at Ann Taylor and Saks. I am fastidious and a born organizer. Everything in its place. I even iron my un...
Author's Note: Hello dear reader, I'd just like to let you know that this is a long piece which charts the beginnings of a gradual and somewhat tentative romance between two women of very different backgrounds and contrasting personalities, which has its ups and downs. This isn't a quick fix since there is a long build up to the sex. Perhaps I will write...
Thanks for the feedback on the first chapter, it was my first attempt at a 'lesbian' story and I'm glad to see it went down well. This chapter picks up about a half hour after the end of the first one. Warning -- There are references to sexual violence that may offend some readers. * I arrived at the hospital and ran inside, I was running through my head...