She looked up into the dark eyes of the woman she'd been talking to...her breath caught in her throat as she realised that those eyes held a million thoughts she had been too afraid to express. Was it really going to happen this time? As they held their eyes the dark ones relaxed and slowly smiled, the dark pools drawing her in further and making her feel li...
Author's note: This one's a quickie. After my last story, "Goddess Next Door," practically turned into a short novella, I wanted to cool off with a premise I could execute in far fewer words. This one's an Aisling-universe story. Also, as usual, every person described here is at least eighteen years old. # "Hello and welcome to Better Tech, the one stop s...
~~~ Ch. 01 - Meet the Chapter Officers. ~~~ Sierra Morgan lay stretched out nude on the bed underneath the pink comforter. She was just waking up when the warm September sun streamed through the window, bathing her chocolate body in golden light. Slowly she opened her eyes. She was confused for a minute. She looked around and sat up. As she moved, she fe...
I had been roommates with Andrea for three months, and she had never once had a guy stay over. She didn't have a boyfriend back home either, and she easily could have with a body like hers. Andrea was tall—almost 5'10", skinny, and had long sandy blonde hair and brown eyes. She had very large tits which she kept in a snug bra and hidden under sweaters seemi...
Author's Note: This story was created as part of a much larger story that takes place sometime in the past about a girl who develops a relationship with her gym teacher in high school. If conventionally unattractive (butch) women and large age differences are not your thing, please skip this story. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses,...
Part One 'Diana's Story' I stare at the various devices laid out on the bed, shiny and enticing. Already, I can feel my heart beating a little faster, its normal steady pitter pat picking up tempo like a drummer in a rock band winding up in preparation for a solo. This was me winding up ready for my solo. The instructions had been precise on how the night...
Sarah was on top of the world. She looked at herself in the mirrored wall of the elevator as it rode her to her level and she liked what she could see. At 27 she was being tipped to be one of the best litigators in the Bay area and was truly liked by all the people she worked with. She remembered Selene's comments about being able to be tough but not give an...
Continuation of A Snowball Running. Includes graphic lesbian sex and some sports references. Alicia watched Miss Kitty-Fantastico run into the sliding glass door in an attempt to chase a bird. The cat stalked back and forth in frustrated confusion. Her mind flashed back involuntarily to Rian trying to get under her shirt directly after their first kiss t...
On a warm afternoon in early May, fresh from the hair salon where I'd swapped my usual straw-blonde for a rich, exciting glossy raven black, I sat in the corner of my favourite traditional coffee shop and typed. I was working on the article that was certain to confirm my position as one of Europe's foremost lesbian-feminist social commentary journalists when...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. This is just a flash story. Don't take it too seriously. ***** Margot Murphy walked the nine blocks from Northside High School, to the small home she and her mother and step-father were renting. The eighteen year old felt the springtime pollen attacking...