Author's Note: Another long-ish story with the sex near the end. Hope you enjoy! Chapter One. Gigake-America Industries Northeastern Headquarters was, rather than a single monolithic skyscraper, a series of tastefully designed buildings that sat on several acres of beautifully landscaped grounds. Even in December, with a light snowfall on the ground, the p...
This is the third installment of the Requiem series. Any persons, places or things that are present in this story is in no way affiliated with me, regarding copyright, owning of music material portrayed, or anything like that. Now, after getting that little tidbit out of the way, enjoy. "You're letting... all... cold... in! Close it! ... Now... before...
Chapter 7 "So not only is she ridiculously pretty and rich, she's also Captain Planet," I say as I sink down into my office chair. "If Captain Planet was in the business of servers and data centers," Jackie says back dryly as she takes the seat across from me. "I guess I was hoping the product might be some evil artificial intelligence that was going to s...
My second story plays around a couple of similar themes to the first one, plus the power of infatuation. It has some fetish content so please be warned. It's a slow burn so you will need to be patient. Whilst the characters are fictional, some of the events are based on fact. The Apartment really does exist as does its ability to transmit noise... As usual...
Hi Litsters, After the unexpectedly good reception for my first lesbian story earlier this year, I've decided to try my hand at writing another one. Unlike most other things I've written, this one is a quaint, tranquil romance between an older and a younger woman. I hope you like it. This story was originally planned as my entry into the Earth Day contest,...
"Who's that?" Cammie Waters asked Lou, the owner of Leather & Lipstick, the only lesbian bar in town. "Don't know," Lou responded as she set a Tequila Sunrise in front of Cammie. "Ain't never been in here before, far as I can recall." "What's she drinking?" "Stormy Weather." An elegant drink for an elegant lady, Cammie thought. "Send her one from...
It was a cold winter's evening. A Wednesday, seven fourteen. I was curled up on the sofa, my chocolates on the armrest and my hot chocolate on the coffee table, pulled up to be within easy reach. I was getting right into my latest Maeve Binchy novel and as I reached for my third and absolute last until tomorrow chocolate the front door bell rang. The outside...
Journey To The Center Of Big Sky Country Saturday, March 8th, 2003, 6:16 a.m. U.S. Central Time / 7:16 a.m. U.S. Eastern Time Ticking the items in her mental checklist for the dozenth time, Maureen slid behind the wheel and turned the engine. The cold rendered the ignition hesitant, but it soon cooperated. Her cache of supplies comfily occupied the passeng...
We wrote this together over the space of a few weeks; you can only imagine the intensity of the expectation as we each waited for our lover to e-mail her next contribution. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as we enjoyed sharing ourselves. Julia (a.k.a. julie_julia on Lit.) ************************************* Katt wrote: ... kisses you softly...deeply...
Smokey Saga #70: "Imperfect Strangers" ***** Here we go, big seven-oh! Here's another story in the vein of good ol' "Lost And Found," also with a little "Millicent's" thrown in here, a little "Special Deliveries" tossed in there. If you know my stuff, you know I don't get into the sex right away, and this is no exception. This will actually be one of my mo...