"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...
This is the first submission of a multi-chapter lesbian story regarding a high school senior and her travels through life. It is not full of sex, in fact, these first two chapters have none, so if that is what you are looking for, move to chapter three, which will be submitted the day after this section posts. Prologue I sat in a lawn chair on my front po...
There was an excited murmur going around the break room of S.S.T. Super Food Mart that afternoon. All the talk was about the new store manager, who was being brought in by corporate to fix certain problems that had led to the previous manager's dismissal and subsequent arrest. The store had closed early to allow a full-staff meeting, and the tiny break room...
"So you never do it then?" "Do what," Jane said, twisting the olive around in her third martini of the evening. "I don't know what you're talking about, Rachel." "Oh come on, you know exactly what I'm talking about," Rachel, she having had more Cosmopolitans than she could count. "You know, when you're on the road and you are feeling lonely and, you know,...
I was still a little wobbly after my post-lunch 'lie down' with Mel and Pixie. But, despite the state of my legs, I whispered to myself, "Lead us not into temptation," and slipped out of their arms, knowing that Miss Sinn expected her will to be done and would not forgive us our trespasses if we three didn't focus on the new case. Mel and Pixie could scour...
I started this out as an exercise in writing in the first person and it sort of developed in to a cute story. I just want to point out the grammar is intentionally odd to emphasis Kat's way of thinking. Sasha's sentences are deliberately mashed to stress her accent and the Russian words are spelt as they are pronounced. Pleases note this is a work of ficti...
Here is my first short story, hope you all enjoy. Thanks to SS03 for the help with the editing! ******* Jillian slid her gun into her holster and double checked her duty belt. She sighed thinking of another long 12 hour shift working at the jail; most people who knew her assumed since she was a lesbian she enjoyed working in booking and getting to strip s...
If you haven't read my previous post (A Horny Woman: Beginnings), then shame on you! All kidding aside, let me rehash a little bit. My name's Paula Oort. I'm 34, single and very independent. The obligatory physical stuff - I'm relatively tall for a woman at five-eight, I am in great shape and keep the flab away with an hour or so of work every day, my boob...
This story contains hypnotism, lesbian love and sex, some strong BDSM, watersports and young girls. All the girls are adults. If this is not for you, please do not read it. It is long and complex, but enjoyable, I hope. - TheDurangoKid Carla's Aunty Jo was a flaming asshole. Aunty Jo, Joanna Williams, had married a rich developer, who had died after only t...
No one in this story is younger than 18-years-old. I hope you like the story, and I appreciate any constructive feedback. *********** It was a tight one, but no tighter than I had felt many other times. I had been through a number of nerve-wracking situations, and the only thing different about this one was that now I was a senior. I'd been playing softbal...