Note to the reader. This is the first chapter depicting the transformation of a straight professional woman into a submissive lesbian pet, driven by lust and a desire to please her mistress at all cost. There are elements of reluctance that ultimately lead to complete submission. If you choose to continue, please enjoy. * Margaret (Maggie) Turner was a str...
Disclaimer: All individuals in this story are eighteen or older. The author does not condone sexual acts with non-consenting participants. The author does condone consenting adults doing basically whatever they want to each other in the privacy of their own home. Please enjoy. Constructive feedback is appreciated. ***** I love Game of Thrones. It is by f...
Continuation of "My GF; Fucking & How We Met" and not recommended as a standalone work. The sex-to-story ratio is more heavily weighted to story in this chapter, but feel free to skip ahead to the ~~~ if sex is your focus for today's reading pleasure. Fictional story containing graphic lesbian sex. When I come home after work, my cute little girlfriend...
Introduction (A quick update for anyone who has not read Heather's Busy Week) Heather classes herself as being "well on the lezzie side of bi". She has just had a busy week indeed. Since last Friday evening she has taken no fewer than seven lovers: Rita (an old flame of hers); Alex (Rita's current boyfriend); Eleanor (Alex's mum); Gill (a lady cricketer an...
Settle in, my sweet lebbis and gents, for we are charting some new territory. This is a heart-wrencher, and a period piece. New story, new characters, old era. I'm taking you way back to my early, early years for this one. Not that I'm ancient, mind you whippersnappers. If you were around to enjoy the mid-1980s, welcome back. If not, take my word for it: the...
Wake up to the alarm today, Miss Perkins needs more sleep to get up first I guess. Then I am getting a kiss from Miss Perkins and quite happy. Course then Alexis is asking if I can get her off again so am getting pushed toward her. So do what any lesbian would with a woman she will lick, I kiss her and put a hand to her breasts. Get pushed off but she is gi...
"Ms. Wyman?" the receptionist called out. Jolene got up and raised her hand. "Please follow me," the receptionist instructed. Jolene walked behind her, her high heels clacking on the tile floor. She tried to straighten out her suit, feeling nervous a the possible diagnosis. The receptionist led her into an office, where Jolene took a seat in front of the...
Author's note: Although ratings are nice, nothing beats a comment or two about what you liked or disliked about a story. Please take a moment to leave one. Thank you. *** Gina Giordano sighed as she looked down from the tenth-floor offices of Casella and North Investments, watching as piles of snow continued to rise on the streets of lower Manhattan. The s...
Part 1 Prologue For as far as she could remember, long hours on the road had always been soothing to Stéphanie. She used to find peace of mind in the endless miles, as a passenger with her trucker dad, then as a driver. Even as a child, the road was her own form of meditation. She could see her father's concentration and tried to imitate it. Eyes roaming...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. * * What was I doing here? I watched as everyone walked around...chatting one another up...mingling, that was the right word, wasn't it? I'm not a social person, so even a 'small get together,' with 50 or so people, in a posh hotel suite, was too much for me. Nevermind the re...