I checked my phone again as I stood outside the establishment, hoping for a text notification that wasn't there 20 seconds ago. My heart was hammering in my chest and the skin on my neck and face burned with embarrassed heat. I felt like every passerby could read my thoughts and intentions, standing outside the adult toy store. I wasn't just popping in for s...
The Köntlicher Files Chapter 1: Edward and Molly Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers The Köntlicher (pronounced: kōn-li-shay) Institute is affiliated with a major Midwestern University, and dedicated to the study of heterosexual relationships disrupted by apparently aberrant behavior by the female partner. Most conclusions are derived from statistical data;...
This is intended to be another lesbian Romance. Not exactly sure where it's going from here though. I'm really working hard here to create a character that is reacting to a situation that she finds herself in. I really don't want her to come across as a total man-hating bitch, but not really sure that I succeeded. Please try to read it with the understanding...
Chapter Seven Skyler sat at the picnic table watching Kaia turn the vegetable kabobs and baked potatoes she had on the grill. The tall and sexy black girl's back was to her, her long white hair pulled back in a band, exposing her regal-looking neck. Kaia wore only a sports bra as a top, her broad yet feminine shoulders and the slim, defined musculature of h...
Saturday morning was not good. Saturday morning was very bad. Very, very bad. I woke late, but still way too early for my head. The light was streaming through the curtains I'd forgotten to pull. I was face down. My duvet was half on and half off and one leg was hanging over the side. My head was on the point of implosion and my stomach felt like a tumble d...
(Author's note: All of these stories are intended for a very specific audience—lesbians who've had problems with religious beliefs, and their overwhelming desire to love another woman. The mental and emotional stress they have been subjected to, while wholly unnecessary and erroneous, still takes its toll on those so afflicted. These stories were meant to r...
Cassie had a hard time sleeping that night. It felt as though she had something hard in the pit of her stomach. Maybe one of those spiky metal balls at the end of a mace. It was guilt, she supposed, but did guilt have to feel so physical? Maybe she was coming down with something. That would only be appropriate – a punishment for all the pleasures of the fles...
The air was alive with excitement as the Southwest passenger jet left the tarmac. My older sister, Alana, and I were seated together toward the back, huge grins on our faces as we looked out the window, watching the city lights drop away. It was a red eye flight that we had booked at the last second when we learned that our scheduled flight the next day woul...
****** Please Read This First ******* I know, I know, I usually don't bother with the disclaimer bits either. Blah, blah, blah, over 18, blah, blah, blah, don't read if easily offended, blah, blah, blah. But, just this once, please bear with me and read this one. Firstly, this is chapter nine of ten and the story will only make sense if you read it from th...
Everyone involved in sexual activity in this story is at least 18. Some situations will require you to use 'porn logic', meaning things that wouldn't fly in the real world but they do here. Just a warning. Don't complain in the comments, please. ***** My name is Camille Ellis. I am a Health and Physical Ed teacher and coach at Rosemary High, the best all g...