Stephanie looked at the frowning little face sitting next to her in the car. "Mom, why do I have to play soccer?" the face said in a protesting and whiny voice. Stephanie remembered when the face was much smaller. She was in a rocker holding the small face, fascinated at how when she smiled, the face smiled back at her. Books on child development told he...
Claire leaned her head back, groaning and looked into the kitchen. She wasn't dying, she wasn't overly warm, she wasn't even having sex, much to her disappointment. The problem rested on the kitchen table behind her, now upside down in her vision. She had promised to wait and open the bottle of wine with her roommate to celebrate her roommate's new relations...
Part 1: Maid service Claire Madigan is an eighteen-year old beauty from Tucson, Arizona. After taking up golf at the age of nine, she soon showed the natural talent that would earn her an LPGA card at seventeen. Now out of high school, her first year on the pro tour has yielded four top ten finishes including a second at the Players and a tie for third at...
Terry and Claire watched from the front porch as the late model sedan pulled around the corner of the country road and out of sight. Terry turned to Claire and her lips parted in her mischievous smile Claire had fallen in love with years ago. Terry lunged at Claire and took her into her arms. Claire sighed as the two lovers comforted each other as they wer...
Claire's father owned the old hotel. It was somewhat small. Only 5 floors. It had been with their family for several generations. Claire's father lived there as he ran the place and Claire grew up there as well. After briefly moving away for college, Claire had returned to the hotel while looking for a job of her own. She was always happy to help her fathe...
The bar wasn't strictly a lesbian bar, but a lot of queer women frequented it. It was also close to my condo on my way home from work, so I tended to end up there at least a couple of times a month, more when I was between girlfriends. That was my situation when I walked in on a Friday night after a long week. I wasn't even particularly looking to get laid,...
*full disclaimer this Erotica is meant for LESBIAN WOMEN, however you are welcome to read regardless of gender and orientation. *** Claire was invisible. Every day she had been pushed and shoved around in school. She got good grades, she kept her head down, she was just the kind of girl to be quiet. She was valedictorian of her class, and always was wearin...
Beats thumped from the sound system set up in the lounge. It was some mix of electronica that Claire hadn't heard before and was pretty sure she didn't want to hear again. The plastic cup she held in her hand was supposed to have just soda in it, but it currently was filled most of the way to the brim with a sweet mix of vodka and soda into which someone had...
*Full Disclaimer: This erotica is catered for LESBIAN WOMEN, but you are welcome to read regardless of gender or orientation! *** It had been an eventful month for Claire. She came over to Sabine's house nearly everyday to tutor her. About an hour into the session though, Sabine would start to fiddle with Claire's blouse, popping button by button open. Cl...
Tess has been absent from this writer's mind for a while. Requests for her return have been heard but Tess has, as many of you know, a mind of her own. She has just now chosen to return and share a few of her latest escapades. I hope you enjoy them and take them for what they are, adult erotic imagination, nothing more. "No coeds were harmed in the writing...