I noted her as soon as she entered. There was an aura about the way her entrance demanded the attention of everyone in the room. Men's mouths dropped as she walked past, oblivious to their presence. Women sneered, watched with interest, watched with fear and in one or two cases, with lust in their eyes. She wore tight black skirt, black stockings, heels an...
Blood ran down her face, trickling thickly from the gash on her brow down over high cheek bones, to drip from her chin onto her delicate white blouse. Green eyes narrowed. "Oh no you didn't" The cheeky grin was replaced with a flicker of apprehension and guilt before defiance came into the grey eyes locked in her gaze. Moonlight played across Lysas' patr...
I began this as something else, but someone close to me made me redraft it. It is dedicated to Sarah. The Sarah in this story in no way resembles the Sarah for whom the story is written. * Up to the day she got shot Lt. Faith O'Bannon believed she was all that and bulletproof. She stood 5'10" and weighed around 140 lbs. Her coppery hair was cut to a severe...
The final chords faded away as the voices of the intimate crowd grew louder and more dispersed. Jason and his crew packed up his amps and guitars while taking the remaining swigs of warm beer. As I stood up to slip into my winter coat, I caught Caryn's eyes across the room. She acknowledged me with a nod, ready for me to approach her with the usual gossip an...
*** This series was awarded Best Lesbian Story, as well as Most Literary/Genre Transcending Story in the 2019 Reader's Choice Awards. Thank you to all who voted. *** Welcome, friend, to Chapter Six. If you haven't read Chapters One through Five, you'll be lost, but you probably don't hate me as much as people who read to the end of Chapter Five then yelled...
Authors Note: This story was inspired by the idea of sex on horseback. Many thanks to Cloudy for her help with saddles, gaits and the possible ways to make it work. CET Dr. Erica Welch shifted in her seat and uttered a tiny moan. Closing her eyes, she pulled her glasses up and massaged her eyes. This is insane, she thought for the hundredth time that day....
I was putting my coat down on the bed where Helen told me to leave it when a woman entered without a coat in her hands. She stared at me and made me slightly uneasy as I let my coat drop on top of the others of the pile. She stood leaning against the door frame, a glass of wine in her hand as I saw her eyes travel down to my legs and back up slowly to my fac...
Geneen, Paula and I went from the bedroom into the bathroom, and turned on the shower. The massage setting on the showerhead seemed to be the best choice as we moved beneath the water. The rhythm of the pulsing stream felt so sensual on our already sensitized bodies – the afterglow of our recent sexual calisthenics was with us still. I adjusted the temperatu...
The dense, humid air on the platform had been annoying Thea, and she breathed a cool sigh of relief from the conditioned interior of the subway car. Looking immediately for an open spot, she took the only empty seat on one side of the car, leaving Shane sandwiched between Thea's parents opposite her. The longing look on the faces of her parents and the awkwa...
The late afternoon sun shines strongly, casting long shadows on the ground. I search through the crowd, looking for my friends amid the mass of people standing, staring towards the stage. Where I am is still some way from the band currently playing, with only the tallest able to get a decent view. So everyone is mostly stood like near-inanimate zombies, thei...