We live in the mountains in Eastern Tennessee, the most beautiful place on Earth. We've been here about 5 years and have created quite a mountain paradise with lots of privacy to do just about anything we want without anyone being able to see us. I had to give you that explanation to provide the setting of this story. We will have many stories like this to c...
(F/F, oral, anal, masturbation, toys, angry cab drivers, perverted subway riders) NOTE: I know this is long for a one-part piece. For a while I considered breaking it up into two parts, but as I patrolled the story for a breaking point nothing screamed at me. Not even a 'maybe here' or a 'this could work'. You might disagree and find that perfect place, and...
Brooke's eyes slowly opened and it took her a moment to realize she wasn't waking up in her own bed. She was lying on her side, her hand clasped over someone else's arm, which in turn was wrapped around her mid-section. Moving herself ever so slightly, Brooke felt another body spooning hers and a soft breath fell at the back of Brooke's neck. The room was da...
*** This series was awarded Best Lesbian Story, as well as Most Literary/Genre Transcending Story in the 2019 Reader's Choice Awards. Thank you to all who voted. *** Welcome friend, to Chapter Three. If you haven't read Chapters One and Two, you'll be lost. I mean, really lost. Friends don't let friends be lost. As usual, I've updated the Spotify playlist...
Annie's Story: The Road Trip Annie waved as her mother drove away. They had transferred her bags into the other waiting car, hugged and kissed each other goodbye, and parted, just like that. At 18, this was Annie's first major trip away. She had answered an ad in the Melbourne paper: "Wanted: driving to Perth, female needed to share driving and costs, phone...
Author's Note: So, this is my story for the Winter Holidays 2014 Contest - better late than never! I'm still relatively new at posting on Lit and I just want to say I appreciate all of the feedback. Just as a heads up, my stories tend to take time and build up to the "heat"... so if you are looking for a "down and dirty" type of tale that jumps right into th...
Thank you to raconteuse for editing, advice, encouragement and more. It will be nine months, tomorrow. Nine months since Ava passed. She was 83 years old when breast cancer took her. By the end, that lively (at times, almost fierce) spirit of hers took a beating. So, when she finally surrendered the fight, it was something of a mercy. I won't try to...
CHAPTER FIVE (Saturday, 20th April 2002) 'It was Carrie.' Heather stared at her equally naked companion on Rita's settee, unblinking. 'What was Carrie? Your subconscious trigger? Or was she your tutor?' Alex gulped, wondering why he was confiding in this black-haired beauty when he hardly knew her. 'Both,' he murmured. Heather's reaction surprised him....
There I was sitting in the stands of a roller derby bout. Who would believe it? Me, Alice Watson, a forty year old, mother of two, professional insurance adjuster sitting in the stands at a roller rink amongst the slobs, perverts and general lowest common denominators of society. I felt terribly out of place but I didn't care. It was where I wanted to be. Th...
It was August when Amber got on the bus to her woman's retreat. This was a trip with other women in her church most of them older than she. She was 18 years old and had just completed high school, she was happy because now the church viewed her as a single woman and no longer kept with the youth of the church. She was looking forward to hanging out with her...