We are nearing the end, just two more parts to go. To those of you who have read previous parts, thanks, to those that haven't I suggest you do. * Part 16 Chapter 1 The training went well. It was nowhere near as worrying, embarrassing or intrusive as Sammi, certainly and Emma, deep down, as well had thought it might be. As the course tutor explained, mos...
The music crashed to a halt before a word could escape my lips, which was deeply frustrating because I actually knew the answer to that one. "Sorry, Victoria," Charlie announced, his too handsome visage brightened with a lecherous grin. "Time's up, but you have answered five questions correctly." The live studio audience clapped, their applause quickly givi...
NOTE: The following chapter contains sexual acts between a futa character (meaning, a character who has both genitalia, male and female, at once) and our dear Miri. If that isn't your cup of tea then by all means, you can skip this one. ---- I sat there, stunned as everyone else started walking out of the room. "Holy shit". I thought. Could you blame me?...
Disclaimer: This is a work of erotic fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The views and opinions expressed by characters in this story are not necessarily those of the author. A...
Important note: while there are elements in this story that lay the grounds for a supernatural story sequel, it can be read as a stand-alone lesbian story. In this story you will not find anything supernatural apart from a few things referenced as myth and folklore. Then again, if you're interested, the post-scriptum and the two upcoming sequels will certain...
How I Learned to be Proud of My Breasts Background: The Trainer I hate men, passionately. They're hairy, ugly, and all too often, dirty. I can't stand the feel of their stupid faces against my skin. They're either unshaven, therefore tickle, or poorly shaven, therefore scratch. Their bodies are hairy and ugly and misshapen, too. They have no soft places...
Dear Readers! I get an idea, a fictional based on my own life. It is an alternate universe, and it is the central Martina. And the name Max is a gender-neutral name. You have often wrong about the gender. To be honest, I am born with a Cerebral Palsy. It is not a disease, but it is a physical disability. I am open for your questions or you can google after...
Anne saw her former professor at the local Whole Foods store. The teacher was in her mid-30's, wearing skinny jeans, a tshirt, and a scarf. She had the look of a typical San Francisco hipster. "Professor Hamilton! What a surprise!" The two women smiled and gave each other a hug. "It's great seeing you Anne," the professor replied happily. "But please, cal...
'I remember the first time I saw her, it was in one of those mixed bars out in Greenwich Village. But even in that diverse crowd she looked out of place, trying not to make eye contact with the die hards. But I felt something for her then both of us in the wrong place and trying to fit in. She was the center of attention; every two bit, try hard, desperado w...
18-year-old Miranda Kalinsky and 19-year-old Lauren Baltauss have been friends for two years. They have hung out almost every day since they met and never got into big fights. Lauren, however, is gay, which Miranda's Jewish family is fine with as long as she does not turn gay too. Overtime, though, Miranda develops a sexual attraction to Lauren, particularly...