PET TEACHER: Lesbian Toy Party Note 1: Although not absolutely necessary, I recommend you read the first three parts first: Pet Teacher, Pet Teacher: Five Tasks, and Pet Teacher: Lesbian Club. If time does not permit, here is a very, very brief primer. A teacher is seduced by an eighteen year old student and after submitting to her she is forced to complete...
Chapter 3 - Hook Woke up, need a pee, where's the coffee? Kitchen, kettle, lounge, sit, drink. That quiet period before anything happens, the moment the coffee warms you up, wakes you up. I love this time of day and really needed it, this day especially. Beatrice and Tina woke up shortly afterward and brought their own coffees in. Their lipstick was still...
It had been a sordid start to the night, even by our standards. The sisters' hands were trembling as they sat gingerly down at the table, both of them surely hyper-aware that they were sitting in an upmarket restaurant with hard plastic objects inserted up their assholes: objects that they had just shared with their sister, with all that entailed. It was ir...
Slave. . . That is what some might call us at first glance, but what they don't realize is why we are here like this in the first place. If they understood that than they might have an idea as to why we let Kristie treat us like this. Like the sex starved lesbian slaves that we all so desperately want to be. I remember how it all started for myself, I was a...
My high heels echo on the tiled floor as I slowly enter the woman’s bathroom. As I take in the starkness of my impersonal surroundings, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I tug self-consciously at my short denim mini skirt. I had noticed people looking at me when I walked through the Mall. I wasn’t sure if they had been checking out my curvy ass or...
The Lit categories are tough when the story moves across boundaries; this one gets more complicated. Some readers will respond with negativity and hit the ratings; oh well. I try to write for myself anyway. As one reader suggested: "The whole idea ----, is that stories open your mind & educate you to new ways of seeing & experiencing the world." Please r...
It was raining outside - a typical Amsterdam spring day with heavy grey cloud casting a chill gloom upon the city. A Little natural light was managing to find its way through the dirty, rain spattered windows as they rattled in their frames, carrying with it the luminous presence from the spring leaves on the trees outside that lined the canal. Inside, the r...
**This story contains bisexual-male themes, though the content is lesbian. You've been warned.** Erotic spasms shook through her body. She was grinding and yearning against naked male forms, her body slick all over with sweat and her own juices. They were pressed against her; an arm wrapped around, a hard chest, cocks sliding against her torso, jabbing her...
There she was again, strutting into the kitchen like she owned the place, dressed in her usual outfit, a pair of torn bikini panties and an old bra. Brenda kept her eyes focused on Karen, pissed off just at the sight of her, wishing she could wipe the smirk off the bitch's face right then and there. Brenda was wary when Tracy had asked her whether her siste...
A word of warning to those that deem these things necessary. Apart from the usual disclaimers about fictional characters and all of legal age there are some scenes of BDSM and the story as a whole stretches the definition of 'consent' to its limit. You may rest assured that they all lived happily ever after. Please enjoy. ***** When I awoke some time later...