Smokey Saga #68: "Brain Storm" ***** Twenty Smokey Sagas ago, a zookeeper named Adia met the lycanthropic love of her life in "(Hungry Like The) Wolfgirl." Ten Sagas ago, a corporate axewoman called Poppy was shown the error of her ways by her conscience in "On Your Shoulder." These were the last two fantasies I wrote—if you don't count the lesbian versi...
Foreword Hello, hello, hello, Davina here again . . . but please feel free to call me Dave. It seems ages since I last contributed. In fact I just checked and it is almost a year. A whole year and no contact at all. What am I like! Please, please excuse my atrocious bad manners. My last instalment covered a week in Lanzarote with Sinead, followed by a wee...
"But you're not even a mother!" I almost shouted I was speaking as if I had a mouth full of peanut butter, as I had been caught so off guard by her statement that I had started speaking with my mouth still full of salad. Maureen just laughed at me. "I guess that's just the name the league started with... you don't actually have to be a mother to join. The...
"Separation Desolation- Chapter 02" Warning: Book II gets very, very dark in places. It may be disturbing to some readers. Please know that it was not done gratuitously. Please be aware that this story is plot driven and sex is not the central focus. Note 1: The title pretty much describes the tone of this story. For those who are wondering -- there is no...
"Separation Desolation -- Chapter 05" Note 1: Please be aware that this story is plot driven and sex is not the central focus. Note 2: It's highly recommended you read Book I in its entirety. I hope you enjoy the chapter. ~ AVL ~ * ** December 28th ** Kara "Hiya sis. I'm about five minutes away, if I'm going the right way that is. I'd get lost going do...
As I unlocked the front door of my boutique, I noticed that the security alarm had not been set. The lights were turned down inside so I guessed Carol, my very efficient and beautiful manager was still there. It was after normal hours, and I'd remembered that I'd left some papers, I meant to take home with me. Relocking the door after me, I moved toward the...
HER OWN PERSONAL MARY I. Theological Dialogue My name is Myriam, and I am from Ireland, and I proudly belong to a generation which considers religion to be utterly backward and irrelevant. This is the story of my first lesbian experience, an experience in which my lack of religiousness played an essential part and changed me completely as a person. I met...
//Author's Note: This story is part of a small collection of Lesbian stories I'll be uploading this week. This particular one is an edited resubmission of a story that was previously posted on Literotica. Apologies if you've already read this (although, given the low view count before, that seems unlikely!). This one was posted in a different category, so ov...
Please comment and/or vote. Positive or negative but please be constructive so I can learn and create better stories. Enjoy! Robin had just finished unpacking the last of her boxes. She sat down in the old wooden chair behind her new desk and surveyed her new domain. She was pleased, excited, nervous and even a little scared. This was her first official t...
"Like beauty, sexy is in the eye of the beholder. Do you have anything specific in mind?" the sales clerk asked Kelly, totally ignoring me. "Well, to be honest, she won't be wearing panties very often, so she only needs a "starter" set. Let's begin with two thongs, two string bikinis that tie at the sides and maybe something lacey," Kelly replied. More emb...