This is fiction any correlation to real people is purely happenstance. Hope you enjoy this. It is a story concept that could be explored further. I doubt I will, though any author reading this is welcome to rewrite or just continue it. I give anyone the green light to do just that. I wrote it for fun and would share it willingly. Just have fun with it. ****...
"Fuck!" That fucking hurt, my braid must have caught on the bed springs. I try moving forward, but that just makes it worse, the hair at the nape of my neck hurts so much I get tears in my eyes when I pull. I had crawled under the bed to fetch a butt plug that rolled under there from my stash; I had just pushed my favorite shower toy inside me for some anal...
I recently went on a business trip without my husband and the very first morning when I walked from my hotel to the office I noticed a bar, which advertised everything associated with women. That evening, upon my return to my hotel, I saw two women enter the same establishment. I realized it was a lesbian bar and strangely, felt a tingle in my groin as I mad...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers Good writers will often visit various locales to do research for a story, or novel. Lesbian erotica writers are no different. And so it was that I found myself in my '89 Mustang, nearing this small, but surprisingly well-known town on the banks of the Colorado River, named after some pointed rocks on the other side of the...
Pt. 2 - Don't Fucking Stop by Holly Lori Annalee Previously on The Dream Girls: Extremely hot and perfect-looking Instagram influencers Kim and Jessa got bored waiting in their glamorous hotel suite, so they started fucking. Kim was savagely fisting Jessa's throat on the couch when Jessa's stupid phone started ringing in her room. ***** Jessa got up on h...
A sequel of sorts to the story "Pursuit Of the Hirsute", and the story tags attached along with the title and category indicate the subject matter. This is not a love story and is rather rough-edged. ***** Cara is a middle aged librarian who from her appearance fits a lot of stereotypes. A plain and rather mousy woman who wears a minimum of make-up and doe...
I was becoming frustrated and tired. It was stuffy in the little office with the door closed, and I was starting to get a headache from the long drinking session. I was also desperately aroused and all I could think about was what it would be like to kiss her. She and I had spent an hour dancing around each other in ever decreasing circles and I was dizzy fr...
"You want a ride?" A beautiful blonde asked, pulling up to the pavement, where I was stood, quailing in the rain. From the moment I saw her, I knew she was the one. She was the girl in the strip club who had pulled me to her and kissed me – put her hand as far into my underwear as she could, to slip the many notes between my legs. "It all depends on who's...
Author's Note: I'd like to apologize to all of the diligent fans of my stories who have read, enjoyed, and written to me. It's been way too long since my last post and though I regret the long delay, it was inevitable. Life has a way of doing that to you sometimes. However, here is a short story for your enjoyment (I hope), which is my way of getting the kin...
The letter from her mother put Jennifer in such a foul mood that I just stayed away from her, focusing on homework and keeping the house clean. I tried to talk to her about it but just once. If she had been a dog, I really think she might have bitten me. I was reading over one of my assignments in the recliner when she came over to take it away from me. Wh...