I levitated her down through the skylight of my roof, lowering her lightly onto my dark chocolate colored couch. It was very dim here, in my lair. A one room, open plan warehouse loft, bathroom downstairs, not that I needed it but I had human friends... sometimes. I conjured a tiny, bright ball of green witch-fire as I landed lightly, feet first on the light...
Sarah's eyes widened at the sight of the tiny, winged woman before her, only a couple inches away from her face. Now that she was closer she noticed a few things she hadn't noticed before. Her ears were pointed, her eyes were a light purple and had an almost perfect hourglass figure. "Wh...what...are...?" Sarah stammered. "What am I? I thought that was obv...
"You want me to fuck you hard like the little bitch you are?" I nodded again and tried to buck my hips against her, begging for friction or pressure or penetration of any kind because I wanted to cum. Oh gosh, I wanted her to make me cum, and I knew it wouldn't take much right now. She furiously slapped my thigh, I whimpered softly at the pain. She laughed...
2:43 AM. Still three hours before the alarm. A clap of thunder sounds and I awaken with a start. I realize that I am sweating, then I remember my unpleasant dream. Rain pelts down on the windows; the sound is hollow and grating, like the laughter of a demon. I am lost, alone with my dark thoughts. I am dying. A touch. Your hand caresses my back: soft, ge...
Twisted Sister's Spot is a rarity in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. It's a lesbian bar that is lesbian owned and operated, located not far from downtown. A lot of bars catering to men who like men have lesbian night, but Twisted Sister's Spot is all about the ladies, all the time. Die-hard dykes, curious straight ladies, bisexual women, all kinds of women make...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: "Allison's Addiction" is a joint literary effort. I joined forces with an author named Anon140 in order to create this story. If you like this story, he should get part of the credit. As always, if you have any suggestions to improve the story, please click on my name, and e-mail me your suggestions. * * * * * My name is Allison, and I...
Bodies entwined... skin sliding against skin... slick with sweat... legs tangling together... hands exploring... lips tasting... moans of pleasure... a whispered voice... "... Madison... " The room was in near darkness, only the glow from the hearth cast shadows on the wall. Through the sheer drapes of the bed she could see two bodies, locked together in p...
Author's note. This chapter is a bit lovey dovey. If you're not into that, SORRY! It might also be a bit shorter than the last one. I haven't measured it; I just kinda end them where the idea naturally burns out. Enjoy! ********************* Melinda woke slowly. Red hair splayed on her pillow, she felt something on top of her, lightly touching her face and...
Sophie was distraught at the thought of losing Emmaline to the women Christine said would be their lifelong enemies. To think that only days before they had shared their first kiss, and now it was likely she may never see her again, or even worse that an encounter would result in having to actually fight her former best friend. Despite all those misgivings...
Lying here beside you I watch the moon play across your face as you sleep. Would that make you cringe self-consciously? I know it would. Perhaps I will tell you in the morning. I do love to make you squirm. Your face is turned away from me. I can just make out the curve of your cheek. It makes me think of how soft it felt under my fingertips when I cupped y...