I knocked on the door, lightly, hoping against hope that it would not be answered. Cindy greeted me, smiling sweetly, with a typically unaffectionate kiss on the cheek, then took my coat and placed it in the closet. She turned back to me and smiled again, but this time it was one of her phony half-smiles that were always trite and contrived. She was wearing...
It was already starting to heat up outside, even though it was a quarter after seven in the morning. The air conditioner had been running off and on most the night, keeping the house at a comfortable seventy degrees. Outside, it was warmer. Ann had opened the front door, and was standing on the porch, looking out toward the east. The sun had risen, but it ha...
Authors note I'm never sure where to post a story like this. Lesbian Sex? Well, there's a lot of D/s play as well. BDSM? It's more of a love story than that. So, if you're after a lesbian love story but don't want D/s play or you're after a BDSM story but want non consensual whips and chains then, well, don't bother. Otherwise I hope you enjoy it. L.J....
Denise lay in bed in her room at the "Ramada Inn" in "Eugene, Oregon," staring at the seam of light shining between the closed drapes and the side of the window frame. This seam of light bothered her because she liked sleeping in complete darkness and quiet. However, neither was possible in motel rooms. Denise was a night person who still had the vitality a...
Ronnie sat at the bar, pointing at her empty glass. The bartender with the barbed wire tattoo around her arm came over and poured out another drink for her. Ronnie smiled and nodded as she took another swig. Ronnie was hanging out at Maddie's, the lesbian bar that she and Jolene made as their favourite hangout. Ronnie was chatting with Lauren, a girl they...
© 2007 by Penelope Street Even looking back, I remember the exact moment I first laid eyes on Andrea Marshall. I'm certain my heart missed a beat. Or two. I guess I didn't know she was different at that moment, but I still felt it. "Mrs. Larson?" she queried, rising from behind her desk to reveal a form that, even in an A-line skirt and tweed jacket, was c...
Disclaimer: Do not read further if you are under the age of eighteen or are otherwise prohibited by law to view sexually explicit material. All characters engaging in any sexual activity in this story are at least 18 years of age. Do not reprint this work on any other website, or any medium, without express consent from the author (me!). Synopsis: A man a...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 5 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. TESTING MY NEW RELATIONSHIP WITH JOYCE Olivia and I had not rea...
Author's Note: This story has a slow build-up, with the initial focus more on character development than kinkiness. However, there will eventually be scenes that should hopefully reward your patience. ***** Prologue As I sit at the desk in my bedroom on the eve of my eighth year as a teacher, I can't help but chuckle while recalling the events which led m...
Author's note: Many years ago I created a universe here at Literotica, the Daughters of the American Evolution, which told stories of a mysterious takeover of humanity by a radical lesbian group intent on converting every female on Earth to lesbianism, while destroying the males of the world. The story has continued. In every universe there are opposing for...