(Special thanks to Bad Penny and Lady Ru'etha for their patience in proof-reading this story.) Martine looks down the row of women, each one standing perfectly still with their hands behind their head and their elbows just touching the girl next to them on either side. She sees blondes, brunettes, redheads, women of every race and color, a celebration of f...
Coming in the door quarter to eight, hoping to find you there waiting for me, but I don't. I search the house threw and threw. You're nowhere to be found. I wander to the kitchen and finally find a note saying that the guys called and you went out. Laughing I set the note back where I found it and reach for a glass on the counter. I change my mind and wonder...
Dedicated to the Claire in the story. You know who you are. Thank you for the thought. Thank you too to DeliciousThoughts (member id 1263782) for the edits. The title, by the way, is a coincidence. ***** This is a story of interracial lesbian sex, of domination and control without the paraphernalia that goes with the routine found in most literature of thi...
Sara giggled, her long arms wrapped around her girlfriend's deliciously plump frame, and pulled Cassie on top of her. She mercilessly smooched the squirming woman, as Cassie herself laughed and tried to fight back. "Angel, stop! I really do, honest!" the shorter woman cried out, trapped in her partner's strong yet gentle grip. She pouted and wriggled a lit...
"Welcome to the Isle of Lesbos. Can I help you?" You swallow the growing lump in your throat and make your way across the plush carpeting to the reception desk where a pretty green-eyed blonde smiles at you. "Hi," you say, managing to keep the tremble out of your voice. "I'm Jane. I just became a member, this is my first time at the...
Brenda sat watching the house from Hailey's car. The house that was still her home. Her home that she hadn't lived in for more than six months since the day that Jake's Aunt had arrived. They had parked discreetly but made sure that they had a good view of the house very early that morning which gave some explanation for the gently sleepy wheeze escaping rh...
Dame Amaranth stalked through the crowd of human cattle, her fangs sharp against her tongue as she looked for a victim. She could smell the blood within them, the rich, red warmth just barely contained within these fragile shells of flesh. Did they know, these brief mortals, what walked alongside them? Could they imagine the eternity of darkness, the unholy...
Please email me your comments or suggestions as they always help a writer. Hopefully I do not offend any basketball teams or coaches, as this is purely a fantasy story. I have tried to use generic names for places and teams so they do not refer to any specific locations. CHAPTER ONE Leanne was the basketball coach of a college girl's team and had planned t...
Tasha's eyes were closed when she heard a voice growl for her attention. It wasn't so much words as a noise with base purpose. Her eyes ease open as mixed emotions zip through her mind. "Where am I? What happened?" These questions and many others ran like fish in the pool of her thoughts as she was hoisted to her feet. They felt like stones under her and ti...
She fought hard to hold back her smile as she stepped, for the first time, on campus. The feeling of freedom and independence overwhelmed her. For the first time she had no one to answer to, no one to check in with. She could do whatever she wanted, with no one to tell her otherwise. Kristy walked through campus to where her dorm room was, as promising thou...