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Looking at the Sun

by careythomas on Apr 3, 2019
Lesbian Sex

Acknowledgments Thank you to all of you who have written me with feedback on my previous submissions. A big thank you each to Ripley and JumbledMind for being my capable counselors in this new endeavor. Their thoughtful contributions have certainly made everything about this story better. Preface I was about to start tinkering with the next part of Alex a...

Codex

by swogrider on Sep 25, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Disclaimer: If you found this story, odds are you have scoured through hundreds of pages of similar material and have happened upon it, so you know what you're looking for. If by some reverse miracle you have found this passage and are NOT looking for a story in the deep end of transformation erotica, and/or are underage in the place where you live, there ha...

The Empath Cycle: 2013 Two To Tango

by AnAngelReally on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

2013 Two to tango Part 1 Chapter 1 "Damn weather!" Jeanine grumbled as she made her way through the lunch hour crowd in the sweltering heat. What had possessed her to accept her friend's invitation for lunch when she could have sent her assistant to pick up a salad at the snack bar on the ground floor of her building and eaten at her desk in the comfort o...

The Empath Cycle: 1949 In The Beginning

by AnAngelReally on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

1949 -- In the beginning Prologue Julia Monroe leans her forehead against the window of the railroad car, her mind barely registering the scenery streaming by. As a young teenager, on her way home from the boarding school, she was fascinated by it, imagining all sorts of wonderful stories set on fantastical worlds. This time, Julia is thinking of a very di...

2015 - Kiss Me, You Fool

by AnAngelReally on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Part 1 Prologue For as far as she could remember, long hours on the road had always been soothing to Stéphanie. She used to find peace of mind in the endless miles, as a passenger with her trucker dad, then as a driver. Even as a child, the road was her own form of meditation. She could see her father's concentration and tried to imitate it. Eyes roaming...