"Everyone starts with one hundred IQ points," I said, handing the bag to Fiona. "Only a hundred?" She examined one of the polished copper pennies. "I'm one-fifty at least." "It's symbolic," I explained. "One hundred or more and you're your normal self. Zero or less and you're a total bimbo. It's not just intelligence, either. It's also focus and inhibition...
Jeannie, I'm so wound up. I didn't know who to write, but I had to tell someone. You and I go way back and have shared so much, I feel I can tell you. But, wait, let me catch my breath and start someplace coherent. OK I'm ready – you're just not going to believe the weekend I just had... It all started as a Halloween weekend lark. There are these three wome...
Gabrielle Winthrop had not wanted to go to boarding school. Especially not to Burning Bush, which she had heard such terrible things about from her few friends. It was a strict Christian fundamentalist institution, all-girl’s, located far out in the middle of nearly deserted farmland in northern California . It made her angry that her body was the real reaso...
After that first night when I popped Lydia's girl cork, she was insatiable. It was as if by introducing her to the delights of sapphic sex, I had created a completely new person. She turned her back on her old bohemian lifestyle and had little time for the men that had been such a bad influence on her. I was not complaining, but I could help missing Jenny, m...
This is a fictional work. The date had been on the calendar and circled for a long time. Sunday August 20, 2017. That was the date for the annual Gay Pride Walk in Madison Wisconsin. Actually it had been on many calendars and circled by many people wanting to profess their love and their sexuality. Steph and Jenny lived in Madison, Jenny was a budget and f...
My name is Eloise Jenkins and I'm a young woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm around five-foot-ten, kind of plump, with red hair, green eyes and alabaster skin. I'm an Irish-American lesbian and I'm also a BDSM fanatic. By nature, I am submissive. My Mistress Kendra Jones taught me all I know. She's a six-foot-three, curvy and big-bottom...
By Pam, Tabatha, Lori and Linda NOTE to readers: this is the true account of how Tabatha and Pamela met Lori and tricked her into having lesbian sex with Tabatha, who was disguised as a man. Tabatha, Pamela and Lori each wrote up what they were thinking and what happened from their individual perspectives. Linda wove their narratives together. From Tabatha...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and people need to understand that it is for entertainment purposes only. Note that all characters in the story are over the age of eighteen (18) years old. The term 'teen' or 'teenager' can easily refer to a person who is eighteen or nineteen! I am happy to say that the original story 'Cursed: The Idol of Lesbos' has be...
Going back to the work, Katie really didn't want to deal with Vida anymore. She knew Vida was her boss, but she wanted to stop all the sex play. Katie was committed to Amanda, who also wanted to look out for her at work. Getting the courage to speak up, Amanda handed Katie a copy of the company's personnel code and told her to read Chapter 10. Katie took...
There can only ever be one woman in my heart, and this is dedicated to her. MK Buzzing neon night in the city that never sleeps. Car lights streaking along the byways, and a symphony of noises and smells rising from the 24 hour hustle of the sidewalk. Sirens ring through the night air as gradually, the sequence of lights being turned on and off in the skysc...