Note: English isn't my first language, and you will find minor grammar errors. If this bothers you, please find other great stories on this site. Thanks. ***** As much as she liked nature and was involved in many environmentalist organizations, Angelica couldn't deny that she loved road trips. Road trips in cars to be precise. Especially, if she really wa...
Notes & Disclaimers: This story is set in a land far, far away where unsafe sex has no consequences; a land where HIV/AIDS, Hepatitis and other STDs don’t exist. PLEASE DON’T TRY THIS AT HOME! It is fiction...it is FANTASY! This story is a work of FICTION! None of the characters or events herein is based on real people, either living or dead. It was produc...
Starting my first year of college, I never knew things would change so drastically from how they were at high school. Back at my high school, no one really spoke to me, or even acknowledged my existence. I guess I couldn't blame them, no one wanted to speak to the lesbian. You see, most people think that homosexuals are just sex- hungry people that can't kee...
What is with this category that I keep returning to it? From no lesbian stories in my repertoire at the beginning of the year to this being my third. I guess I can safely say it's because of you readers and the great feedback you give me. I hope you like this offering as well. This story features the character of Heather from my "How To Catch a Falling Star...
'They might as well call it Phi Sigma Sex! the way they're all supposed to carry on over there,' Donna said to me as we walked past the imposing sorority house, its white marble columns gleaming in the sun. Those words electrified me. If what Donna said was true, this was definitely the sorority for me! Donna lived in the women's freshman dorm down the hal...
This is the final chapter from my series After School Detention. This chapter could be a stand alone, but it is a continuation from part 2. For a better understanding, please feel free to read the two chapters of After School Detention on my page. This chapter will be told from a third person narrative where I hope to incorporate more information about the c...
// Author's note: After receiving some thoughtful feedback, I decided it might be better to combine the first two parts of this story in order to hopefully improve the flow of the story and make a little more sense. I apologise that I tend to be long-winded at times and that my writing often suffers for it. I appreciate your comments and I'll do my best to...
Note that the following events took place in 1992 before there was any "Don't ask, don't tell" policy in place in the military. Being an active lesbian was risking your career, especially for an officer. *** "Oh, god," I thought to myself, "I'm not ready for this." "How bad?" I asked Bonnie, hoping it wasn't too bad. "They need to do an exploratory scopi...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 6 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. THE NEXT MORNING I woke up and groggily tried to reorient mysel...
This story deals with themes of coercion and reluctant participation is a lesbian setting. If you think that you might find such material offensive please try another story. Chapter 1 I had done tours of duty in both Afghanistan and Iraq but neither had scared me as much as this. It was not too late. I could still walk away and no one would think any the w...