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Hunger

by Dyke_Writer on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I have this hunger, an ever growing need that only you can satisfy. My entire body is starving, malnourished and in need. Its food, its one all saving, complete craving is you. My skin yearns to feel your touch, every inch needs to feel your fingertips, the whispering graze, so full of promise that, as yet is denied to me. In your absence, the wind carries...

Dyke Bar Heaven

by Crew Cut on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Ahead of me as I walk the street towards my favourite bar is this babe. In fact just looking at her from behind (and her behind!) I am in major lust. Oh, great goddess, I know this feeling. My trousers are getting wet, my nipples are erect and I'm gonna have to do something about it. Hey ho! Oh shit. She's walking right past the bar. Just another het tramp o...

Dyke or Queen Choice for Halloween

by andtheend on Sep 15, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Audrey used the cover of Halloween to step out of the closet. Audrey sat on her bed staring at her reflection in the mirror and not liking what she saw. She didn't like herself very much. Always the odd one out, an outsider looking in, she envied the perception of happiness she imagined everyone else enjoyed but her. She was so depressingly sad. Even though...

Dyke Dominatrix

by Kalynn Osburn on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

My girlfriend Laura is a beautiful young thing with hair the color of hay fields and eyes that resemble sapphires. Her breasts are designed as if they were meant for my hands alone, for they fit perfectly in my palms. Her waist is well defined and slim, with sloping hips and long, slim legs. For a lesbian, I have a weird desire to play with her ass. I fixate...

Thirst

by Dyke_Writer on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

In the obsidian blackness of the night, I wander, seemingly without purpose. The casual onlooker would not remember me for I am easily forgotten to those who do not know the real me. I pass many people, old and young, beautiful and bland. They mean nothing; I am searching for just one. In the harsh neon lights of the town I now find myself in, I see her, s...

I Exploited Her Curiosity

by dykeyfemme on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

It had been well over a year since I first tried my hand at publishing my erotic fiction online. Sadly, fiction was all that it was, at the time. For years I had been cultivating my interest in erotica of a girl-on-girl nature, be it in literature or visual images. I fantasized about everything I would ever do to a girl if I could get her in my bed. One nigh...

Dykescapes VIII

by Katherine-T on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Sandra had a great yearning to make love outdoors, an event she had never accomplished, although these days she found herself thinking about it frequently, and the desire seemed to be growing rather than waning. She was an efficient young woman, a university lecturer in medieval history, and she hated interfering obsessions. She had her work, after all, and...

Dykescapes VII

by Katherine-T on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

She's a busy sort, utilizing the finite minutes of each day, always directed, the day's agenda planned at the office in the morning, or sometimes the previous evening, with me aware of it when I see that distracted look in her eyes. Sometimes I think this relationship is ridiculous, too many places where the quilts don't match. But it goes on. Three years no...

Dykescapes VI

by Katherine-T on Sep 14, 2017
Lesbian Sex

She was not merely afraid of her, she was terrified. She saw her the first time when one night a group of them went to a popular bar and restaurant called Reilly's to celebrate someone's promotion. They had a new hostess, a tall curvy brunette about thirty-five with large breasts and a willowy shape. She was beautiful. Trey had her eyes on the brunette's ass...

Dykescapes V

by Katherine-T on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

She said, "Francie, come with me to the party." At that time my name was Francie, not Tulip. I wasn't sure I wanted to go to the party. Why should I go to a party with her? We were no longer seeing each other, no longer sleeping together, and now after not hearing from her for nearly two months, she had suddenly dropped in unexpectedly and invited me out....