Preamble Ah, the Literotica categories, which to choose? Sci-Fi, it certainly could be and I'll admit that PC Andrews isn't a million miles from Torchwood's Gwen Cooper. And then there's Erotic Horror, again it would certainly fit. Our heroine is in for a rough ride. But, at the end of the day, this is a lesbian love story and all the action is Lesbian Sex...
Cliff was your typical dweeb in school. A lean, pale and awkward youth of eighteen, he was not making much headway with the ladies. Actually, he only really thought of females late at night when it was quiet and he could not sleep. During the day there was lots to keep his mind occupied and it was never too quiet. Living in such a musical world and having...
Elizabeth Walker felt the tension drain from her body as she settled into the wrought iron deck chair. She was on the patio at Sven’s, an upscale bistro overlooking the San Francisco Bay. Situated far enough away from Fisherman’s Wharf to escape the brunt of tourist traffic, the dining was upscale but still casual. She wasn’t really dressed for dining out, b...
Writer's note: This is the first of a several-part series. Expect Pt. 2 soon enough. * Stephanie had always been curious about strip clubs. She knew what happened inside such establishments from second-hand sources and movies but wanted to see the action herself. She also wondered about something else: What was it about throwing dollar bills at ladies th...
Before meeting Samantha, I had never expected to fall in love with a girl. We met in The Crown. It was a few weeks after Mark and I had finished, and I didn't know then that she had known Mark too. She was with her friends and I was with mine. I liked Sam as soon as I saw her. It wasn't a sexual thing. Not at first. She just looked like the kind of girl yo...
Scotland: 1557. Margarete looked across at Lise, and attempted to widen her eyes into an expression of entreaty. "Oh please?" she begged, "Just once!" Lise was sewing tiny stitches into a small cloth pouch containing fragrant herbs she herself had collected early that morning. "No," she replied. "I am still weary from long riding, and it's the sort of th...
Carol could see the crotch of the girl clearly, sitting at a small table in the ice cream store where she was enjoying a butterscotch sundae. The girl was perhaps five feet away, sitting and talking with another girl. Carol knew the girl slightly because she lived in the same suburban neighbourhood, and Carol had seen her walking by her house occasionally. H...
Author's Note For all of those who read and enjoyed Free Gravy a.k.a. Amber the bubbly blonde from marketing, here is another short, slice of life sequel with Amber and Dani. In stark contrast to the first tale, this one is pretty much all fucking. * Amber from Marketing, Social Justice Warrior Six A.M. dammit, but I recognized the ringtone, so I pic...
WEDNESDAY 3:00 PM: For over a year, Mistress' trusted K-street lobbist had worked to close a lucrative government contract for her, and the deal had finally been closed. Grant had been to her home many times during the negotiations, and never had she hid her lifestyle from him. He met all eight of her Petgirls at one time or another, usually as nude waitres...
How can I explain what has happened in the last day and a half? I'm not really sure I can but in an effort to maintain my sanity I will try. I mean, it is so unbelievable that I sit here and wonder if I imagined it. Then I look at the mess in my room and realize that it really, really did happen. It wasn't some fucked up dream. I am so fucking sore and I kno...