The weekend had gone slowly for both girls, it had also been extremely different. Kelly followed the orders of her mistresses, each time she masturbated or took a piss she did so without pulling down her panties. Each time she did, she could felt the presence of Haley looking down upon her. Haley's weekend was one of preparation for the coming week, she had...
It was shortly after 11pm that evening that I slipped from my room and made my way down the dimly lit hall towards the chink of light that was emanating from the door of the Mrs Aziz's bedroom. I was wearing only a white silk housecoat that barely covered my arse to reach my soft thighs. On my feet were my black stiletto heels: I liked the extra height they...
Janie finds a calling. "Damn it, Ken, I told you the doctor said it was common in women like me," Denise said tersely while rinsing a soapy cup and tipping it onto the drainer by the sink. "I wish I could get all wet like I used to, too." Ken was pacing the kitchen, angry, feeling rejected. He'd come home from the office horny and had walked behind his wif...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers Good writers will often visit various locales to do research for a story, or novel. Lesbian erotica writers are no different. And so it was that I found myself in my '89 Mustang, nearing this small, but surprisingly well-known town on the banks of the Colorado River, named after some pointed rocks on the other side of the...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Elena Mollenkay sat in the cramped airplane seat and wished she'd taken a sleeping pill. The man seated next to her was a very large man; he did not fit in the small seat. He crowded against her, and his body odor was quite strong. Thankfully, tho...
Mrs. Taylor woke up feeling refreshed and well. Previously, she'd had a few problems sleeping after some of her earliest encounters but her then boyfriend, now husband, helped her deal with that. She got out of bed, used the bathroom and wondered down to the kitchen. Mrs. Taylor felt slightly uneasy about her night with Michelle. The girl was almost complet...
I remember when I first saw her. We were both attending some function or other – a party? – and our eyes met across the lobby. She raised an eyebrow and smirked at me. Yes she really smirked. I don't think I had ever been smirked at before; it made me very uneasy, and I couldn't tell why, which made me uneasier still. This I certainly could tell: she fascina...
Chapter Two: Your Hand, Deep Just one time, that's the deal I'd made with myself. Just an experiment, just to try it, just to see. I'd expected sex with a woman to be mildly interesting at the most. I'd expected it to dismiss all those doubts that had been bubbling under the surface, to confirm to myself that yes, indeed, I was straight as an arrow. What I...
"I dread coming to the office everyday". We were sitting eating our lunch in the common area of our shared office space. Me and the two other women in the office doing our twice weekly eat, gab and gossip session in the lunchroom. "I thought you loved your job Maggie. Don't tell us you're thinking of leaving," responded Leigh. I would miss you so much." "...
If anyone were to ask her, Lauren would have no idea how Jennifer came to be employed as her assistant. That first interview had been the most awkward moment of her life as she tried to remain professional sat at her desk, asking her questions and yet unable to help her eyes lowering to admire her ample cleavage hidden beneath a tight blouse. It was a horrib...