Lesbian Amber Heard Stories

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The Story of BethAnne

by Cre8tiveBliss on Sep 11, 2017
Lesbian Sex

As I sat on the sofa, I watched the last rays of the day's sunshine flicker through the equally golden fiber of the carpet at my feet. I stretched my foot into the warm sunlight. Suddenly a bird flew in front of the window pane and its shadow played across my feet. I've always hated waiting, and tonight was no different. Tonight I would meet Danielle, a "fri...

Meet Mags and the Sigma Epsilon Xi Sorority

by 2Write2Live on Dec 14, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Margaret completed freshman registration at State College. She had the courses that she wanted and the schedule. As she was exiting the registration hall she walked past the tables representing the various student organizations. One caught her eye. The table was staffed by girls who seemed to be "like" her. Margaret, or "Mags" as she preferred to be called,...

Berlin: My First Time

by Liv Blake on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Dear Jane, Thanks a lot for your letter. I really enjoyed reading it. It sounds as if we're on pretty much the same wavelength and I'm glad we're going to be writing to each other, so I guess it's up to me now to start things going. You mentioned you like going to bed with good-looking women. Me too, so I think I'm going to start off by telling you about th...

A Rose for Rosie

by All Red on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

The following story is pure fiction. Pity. As Lisa passed Rosie's bedroom door she glanced in and couldn't believe her eyes. Rosie lay on her back, the bed cover to one side of her. The short, thin, light blue nightdress that she wore had ridden up above her waist exposing her naked body from her navel to her toes. Her legs were together and her left knee w...

Looking Back Now Ch. 03

by trianglove on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Hi love...I'm hoping you're still reading. Things are about to get pretty sizzling...Lusty kisses...Jennifer ;) Meredith cruised through the nighttime streets with the windshield wipers scrawling across the glass, clearing the raindrops which were now beginning to increase in their assault upon her windshield. It didn't take long to navigate the 12 miles to...

Samantha Takes a Vacation

by trappedinside on Sep 11, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Samantha Grace is a twenty-six year old successful advertising executive. Other than her recent breakup with her girlfriend, her life was perfect. That separation, however had a devastating effect on her. Every time she recalled the day two months ago she wanted to cry. She had been with Patricia for six years, ever since they first met in college. She had b...

Lingerie Loving Lesbians

by cornthuxton on Sep 26, 2017
Lesbian Sex

About 3 years ago I had an experience that changed my life. I only regret that it did not happen when I was much younger. I was then a 68 year old woman and had been a widow for 12 years. During this time I had no real relationships and certainly no sexual ones. My name is Victoria. As I live by myself one could imagine that this would be lonely and unsatisf...

As The Professor Speaks

by HeyAll on Sep 25, 2017
Lesbian Sex

This was the toughest day of being a college student... sort of. Erin was scheduled for a private one-on-one meeting in Professor Bell's office. It was required for all Creative Writing students before they got their degrees. Professor Bell was known for being somewhat of a bitch. Not necessarily in a bad way. Sure, she was tough, strict, and would occasion...

Student Rents a Bedsit

by Aimie2469 on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

All in this story are aged nineteen and over. ***** During the period of these events I was aged nineteen, I had moved into a Bed-sitting Room in Ramsgate. Roberta, the Landlady, was probably nine or ten years older than I but I have to say, although she could have done with losing a few pounds, she was in pretty good shape, and as a lesbian, yes, I was in...

The Return

by sadsac on Sep 14, 2017
Lesbian Sex

With full acknowledgements for the inspiration of this story, to Colleen Thomas, and her 'Irish Eyes'. My apologies if she is offended. Prologue. It was just turned three-thirty on a hot August summer afternoon, in 1982, and the very air itself was sleeping, one eye drowsily open. The occasional drawn-out protest from a whirling flock of blackbirds, as the...