I remember the first time I saw her. She walked into the conference room like she owned the place...on her first day. I was expecting a newbie but when she walked in I was a little lost for words. She was wearing dark high waisted pants and a tailored dark blue mens shirt rolled up at the elbows showing muscled, tanned arms. Her closely cropped hair extenuat...
Rebecca admired herself in the mirror. In a week she would become Mrs. Richard Peña in the wedding she had always dreamed of, but for now she could have a sneak preview of herself as a vision in white. The dress was perfect. The patterned lace clung to her upper body and enveloped her arms, leaving her shoulders bare to the touch. The layers of material cov...
Lesbian and voyeur content. .... As Maya told Kyle of her experiences with her father's friend - of being bound and suspended, and of having things done to her nipples, I found myself getting aroused by these new aspects of Maya's life. How much more was hiding underneath that meek and placid exterior, I wondered? Kyle had finished shaving Maya's legs, al...
Scotland: 1557. Margarete stood by the window, folding and unfolding a square of linen between nervous fingers. Her young body was taught with anxiety beneath her rich gown. Abruptly, she spun around to face the somewhat older woman who sat calmly stitching at an intricate piece of embroidery. "I must know more of him," she snapped, her large eyes flashin...
It was the third year of my studies and I was pretty much enjoying that great love of my life, my roommate Roula (see the story: "The roommate"). I was spending my days in the university and in the great cafe of Athens, while most of my nights were filled with hot burning lesbian sex with that special girl from Salonica. I had never dreamed that having sex w...
This is the tale of a middle aged woman who finally came to grips with her sexuality. In the process, she learned even more than she bargained for. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance...
Chapter 1, My Summer of Firsts Janelle was helping me pack up the remaining items in the apartment when she came across a photo of me, my sister Amy and our friend Allison. I gazed at the photo and fondly remembered the events of nine years ago. We were standing with our arms around each other in front of the swimming pool in my backyard. But, it was Amy's...
Chapter 2: The Dance Club Again, if you're under 18, read something else. If you're not turned on by romance and hot sex between women, this is not for you... * * * * * For just the first half of their evening together, Monica and Jennifer had gotten very "close", very fast. After returning to their table and some questioning looks from their waiter, they...
Cliff was your typical dweeb in school. A lean, pale and awkward youth of eighteen, he was not making much headway with the ladies. Actually, he only really thought of females late at night when it was quiet and he could not sleep. During the day there was lots to keep his mind occupied and it was never too quiet. Living in such a musical world and having...
This story deals with themes of coercion and reluctant participation is a lesbian setting. If you think that you might find such material offensive please try another story. Chapter 1 I had done tours of duty in both Afghanistan and Iraq but neither had scared me as much as this. It was not too late. I could still walk away and no one would think any the w...