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...
Winter never really came to West Yorkshire in 2017. Or rather, the days rolled around as per always but the bad weather didn't happen; it was generally mild with not so much rain and the one snow fall only covered the higher hills. In fact it wasn't just mild, it was occasionally hot. I saw May blossom in the last week of February which was, to my way of thi...
From chapter 12: "I still don't know where we're going," Lacey said to her dad as they drove. "Not going to tell me?" "Okay okay. I guess I kept you in suspense for long enough. Your aunt and uncle rented a place in Oak Island. They invited us down. They're going to be there for the week, but we don't have to stay that long." Lacey felt as though she w...
Her head spinning at the same time it felt as if a rhinoceros had just rammed her in the stomach, Martha Traber sat behind the Defense Council's table, between her two lawyers, strained to the point of instinctual disconnect as the jury read her guilty verdict. Despite the fact that Martha had been approached with several plea agreements from the Federal P...
This is a love story. Thank you to Bob_Aganoush and Robert for their usual helpful comments. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events...
I wrote this story before my first real-time adventure with another woman. I really embellished the writing to help whet my growing, but as yet unfulfilled appetite for girl-girl activities. So when it was written, it was pure fantasy, with lots of room for literary license. For instance, the story proclaims I am "built like a brick outhouse." In real life,...
Mallika Sharma answered the door expecting another Indian customer. Her reputation as the best Indian Tantrik Black Magic Woman in Melbourne, Australia meant she had a steady stream of Indian students and older Indians who had obtained their permanent residency seeking love, beauty, wealth, happiness, revenge or whatever. She was 43 years old and 5 ft 4 tall...
Hanna waited excitedly at the front door to her parent's Teaneck shul for Jovita on a Thursday afternoon. At the start of their relationship, Hanna was reluctant to introduce her girlfriend to her family, but today Jovita was finally going to meet her parents. First they would attend Simchat Torah services. Then they would go to her parents' house for dinner...
This story is entirely fictitious and bears no resemblance to any living person. It is pure fantasy. * Michelle sat apprehensively at her office desk. Cheri, her female employer had just announced to the whole office that she was going to be very busy and was not to be disturbed, unless she requested it. Michelle's heart beat rapidly with a mixture of anxi...
Thank you for the vote of confidence in me and especially to jenorma2012, I truly appreciate your comments and this chapter will be a bit longer. Guys it will be going in series wise so the actual something happening between two characters will take time. Appreciate more comments from you all. Thank-you. ***** Chapter 3. Lying in bed, my thoughts were...