As many of my faithful readers are aware, awhile back I arranged for my sister to help my dear friend Becky explore that dark, submissive side of her personality -- the one that haunts many of us, and would cause us to die of embarrassment if anyone ever found out. (If you are reading my work for the first time, the posting is: Becky's Instruction). While B...
Diane, a young and well-dressed Boston hairdresser returns home after a day of shopping. A sleek, very attractive woman in her mid twenties, she is dressed in tight designer jeans and a loose Italian sweater. Slowly she begins to undress, taking off her sweater and then her jeans. Beneath, she is wearing a frilly little bra and bikini panties. Then she reach...
Author's note: This is part of a series of stories about Jacqueline DeNorlan, a famous sculptor and part-time security expert and her submissive, a young Assistant District Attorney named Victoria Lerner. This story takes place a few months before the events in my story "Get A Room", also published here at literotica. As always I crave feedback via the CONT...
I was alone in the bed when I woke up the next morning with a slight wine hangover. As the fog cleared I became aware of a sticky feeling between my legs and raised the sheet to look. The shock of seeing my shaved pubic area and realizing the sticky feeling was from my own juices that caked my inner thighs brought it all back. Another woman had fondled the m...
Gia woke up to Mrs. Rutherford pushing up her nightgown and rolling her onto her left side. Morning sunlight spilled into the room and the soft morning lake breeze caressed her naked bottom. She was no longer tied to the bed, but Gia knew to cooperate and behave. She sensed rather than saw that Reginald was in the room, near the door, waiting for Mrs. Ruther...
There were six of us in the main room of the sorority, looking very pleased but also somewhat apprehensive. We had been selected to pledge a House everybody called Theta Sig, the most selective and prestigious sorority on campus. We were pleased because we'd been anointed, chosen to join this very elite House. But apprehensive because we knew that pledging m...
The weather reports said it was going to be one of the great winter storms of some time, so Carole and Kathy decided to leave a day early, get some shopping done, and get to their shared chalet at the base of Sugarloaf before the storm actually hit. Their respective husbands, Denny and Jack, would come up later in the Jack's Navigator and join them on Friday...
My girlfriend and I were driving back from a hot weekend we had spent at a lesbian hideaway up in Provincetown. Annie was only eighteen and was still living at home. So taking her away to a luxurious Bed & Breakfast for a wild weekend of raw sex was a treat I had planned for her birthday. The traffic on the turnpike back to Boston was nice and smooth unt...
They were in a lesbian bar with a rather outre reputation. Unlike more demure bars that catered to gay women, Klit Klub had a rep for attracting women whose interest in each other was, if not entirely, at least partly sexual, frankly so. And that sexual vibe -- attraction, desire, call it what you will -- is what had Svetlana, the tall, buxom, older Slavic b...
I had never had any lesbian relationships before that night. Not anything that could even been considered that sort of experience. Well, maybe when I was very young and another girl my age compared chests to see if our tits were growing yet. They weren't but she rubbed my chest and I rubbed hers in the hope that might get things started. About all I remember...