This is chapter 3 of St. Clair, though it is actually the fourth installment. It is in Lesbian because that is where the story started with "Soldier Girl." I strongly recommend reading the other three first. I am working on next installment and plan on having it out in couple weeks. Readers of this series have been incredibly patient and I appreciate it. The...
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...
I was barely inside the door before Lynn pounced on me from behind and pushed me down on the couch. I struggled to flip on my back, but Lynn was straddling me. Once she had my arms pinned behind me I could feel her lowering herself down my body until her hips were directly above mine. I could feel Lynn's breath on my neck as she lowered her face to my ear....
Karen lay in bed, wondering how it had all got this crazy. Once the 'pony race' was over things had broken up pretty quickly. Lucy and Beth had been disentangled and the four Dommes has gone back to their thrones to chat, each cuddling their own slave. It had all been pretty low key, except for the remnants of sexual tension in the air. Andy had been the f...
"We had best be getting on," Jude said, as she put down her knife and fork and pushed her chair back from the table. "We want to be at the club by eight o'clock, and there's the washing up to be done as well as getting dressed. Hurry along now." Karen got up from where she was kneeling ,and cleared the dishes away to the sink. She filled the bowl with hot s...
Once again, this story is complete fiction. Those of you looking forward to a repeat of part two will be disappointed. However, if you can be patient with me, I promise some really steamy scenes coming up in future installments. Enjoy. * April woke up slowly. As she pried her eyes open, she quickly shut them again, blinded by the morning light. Oh shit! Sh...
This Ella's story. She is real, as are Dani and Gabrielle. Part of the story is true... the rest is Ella's fantasy. I've reflected exactly what she told me. For those who don't enjoy stories with interracial lesbian domination or reluctance and coercion as their themes, thank you for stopping by but please pass on. ELLA The delightfully pretty Ella Parke...
Authors Note: This series of short stories are intended to be episodic and thus can be read alone. Any feedback, criticisms or improvements are always welcome. The author also invites reader suggestions about what they would like to see Xanthe do next. It was getting close to dinner time, the night dark and overcast, a constant drizzle falling all around Xa...
This story is property of Renzajones please do not reproduce. She’s standing in front of the mirror that hangs on the wall over her dresser all polished and ready, looking so brand new I almost don’t recognize her. She slides a deep red lipstick over her mouth and rubs her lips together before turning to me and running her left hand through her dark hair,...
Erica was a little surprised to get an invitation for an afternoon of "fun and relaxation" from the Bay Valley Golf and Tennis Club. The invitation contained a phone number for confirmation, as well as a business card from Valerie Wood, President. After reading the invitation again, a little alarm bell sounded in Erica's mind. She had recently seduced one...