It was the weekend. Florence and Maggie were heading to a museum. Florence had insisted on the mannequin arms again. "Flo, you don't need those. Just be yourself!" "It's not about that." Florence pouted. "I'm OK, I just don't want people to stare." She wore an almost empty tote bag, just to have something to keep her arms in place. A security guard asked...
(Author's note: This story can best be described as 'eclectic'. Although this is a lesbian story, there are many types of sexual situations. You will find everything from romance to bondage here. Also, the plot deals with serious issues such as self-mutilation and an abused childhood.) - - - - - - - - - - The room was deprived of sunlight, but the little b...
Author's Warning: This is the other half of the story and it is fairly long. It also rotates from Heather's perspective to Samantha's. She's naughtier and dirtier and more troubled. I hope that comes through. Also, as fair warning, I sniffled when I wrote parts of this. It gets a bit mushy, but you guys saw that coming right? I mean, Samantha is my attempt...
Jazz POV I've been trying to call Ky back ever since she hung up and started sending me those pictures of Montell and Jaylen. I don't know how they know each other and I frankly don't care, but I do know that there will be nothing good to come from this. Either Montell is going to tell Jaylen about Kymona or he's going to tell him I have a daughter. Both of...
Jazz POV For most people what's in the dark comes to the light. As for me when it rains it storms. It's been years since I've seen my aunt and uncle. The last time I had seen them it was four years ago at my father's funeral and before that it was six years. Even then at the funeral I hadn't spoken to them. I could feel the tears starting to well up in my e...
"So it seems like you've been a busy little girl of late," Natalya strummed her latex-clad fingers along her pet's stomach, slowly walking them up the gentle rise of their mons. "Isn't that right Amber?" Demon Lord Natalya-Gremory, Lady of the 12th Pit of Screaming Perversion, Succubus Queen of the Realm of Sapphic Agony, and She Crowned with Brimstone and...
Chapter Two I sat in front of my dressing table mirror and thought about the evening ahead of me. I was so excited, I really wanted this to be an incredible evening, and hopefully the start of a long delicious affair. It was after all the realisation of all my deepest most secret desires, somehow come true, I wasn't going to mess it up. I looked at myself i...
This story is entirely a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. If Lesbianism or teacher-pupil relationships upset you then please move on without reading. Top of the class. No matter how hard I tried to stop them, my eyes kept drifting toward the back of the classroom, where Carolyn Shaw sat. I also couldn't...
"Come on, Emma, we're going to be late!" Naomi yelled down the hall from the living room where she waited for Emma. "I'm almost done!" Emma yelled back. They were going out to their second year anniversary to a fancy restaurant named Claire's. When Emma was finally ready, they got in the car and drove down. "Wearing any panties?" Naomi said putting her han...
Author's note. This chapter is a bit lovey dovey. If you're not into that, SORRY! It might also be a bit shorter than the last one. I haven't measured it; I just kinda end them where the idea naturally burns out. Enjoy! ********************* Melinda woke slowly. Red hair splayed on her pillow, she felt something on top of her, lightly touching her face and...