Glory stroked languidly at the tight golden curls of her vulva as she watched July droplets of rain splash through the screen of her bedroom window. The room's stale heat and the morning's fresh rain joined as in a chemical reaction, causing a rebirth of odors that had died two nights before. Glory breathed in the conglomerate odor of spilled malt liquor, Ch...
Dear Readers: I have gotten some (deserved) criticism of my lesbian stories for a lack of emotional content and a focus on story structure over content. While I am proud of my other stories, I decided to do something different. This is a simple story of emotional discovery and I hope it appeals to people who might have wanted something different from me. It...
Skin Shallow Friday, July 21st, 2017, 12:42 p.m. Jamie Himmelfarb was not a truly happy person. Here she sat at an outdoor table belonging to Perx, Juniper's premier coffee shop, like so many other workday lunch breaks. She liked to rotate her orders, mixing and matching blends with pastries, such as a roll, fritter or bear claw. The Wi-Fi was top-notch,...
Disclaimer: All mine. Female loving. No violence. A bit of language. Love feedback. *** University is complicated no matter the circumstances, but for Nick Kotsopoulous it was all that much harder. Leaving her family and all that she'd ever known, she traveled half way across the world for the chance of expanding her horizons by getting her doctorate in En...
The low hum of conversation hovered in the air as the waiter appeared at the table with a South African rosé. The tables were decorated with a rich cream tablecloth, a decorative centrepiece and two long-stemmed red roses kissing each other in a thin vase. The waiter opened the bottle and poured a small amount in Louise's glass. She smiled as she swirled the...
-1. Ashley P. Parks, a petite girl with hardly any length to her legs, stirred gently from her light sleep. She had come to the conclusion, before even looking at the lime-green dial of her electric alarm clock, that it was morning and she had better get up for a days work. Work, she laughed in self loathing; as if anyone in their right mind is going to pur...
CHAPTER THREE (Saturday, 20th April 2002) Rita joined Heather on the ancient leather settee. They sat with their arms around each other while Alex took his phone call. Not that he got to say a lot beyond "hello". Heather could hear his sister's voice jabbering away at the other end, but couldn't make out what she was saying. Half-hearing gibberish was, it...
BRITNEY As we neared my front door, I could sense his nervousness, but the alcohol in my body couldn’t have stopped me from making a move despite his obvious state. I turned towards him, moving my fingers up and down his neck, I smiled and moved my face closer to his. His eyes widened and he backed away. “I’m sorry, Britney….I had a nice time, I’ll call y...
Last week, I returned to the office about 8:00 pm after a dreadful blind date. I was lucky that the restaurant is about two blocks from my office. I couldn't wait to complain to my friend Abby for setting me up with a boring real estate agent. She’s been trying to set me up with Nancy from her office for the past 6 months. I guess straight people likes the c...
(From A Suggestion By Mordmorgan) With midnight and the scheduled end of her shift was more than an hour behind her, Audrey Piersall was bored out of her mind. As interesting as the streets of Manhattan were, after ten hours everything began to become one big blur. She'd spent so much time driving her cab this last month that it was starting to feel like a...