See Part 1 if you want the background to this story. Otherwise, this mostly works as a standalone story. ***** We had our story. Oh, did we have our story. As the crowd filed out, Jovie climbed down from the stage and walked over to me on wobbly legs. I wasn't sure exactly what to say to her and was embarrassed that I'd made her volunteer, so I just got do...
I awoke, spooning Jess in the morning light. Bare shoulders and the smooth skin of her back told me she'd taken her shirt off in the night. What happened last night didn't bother me, not yet. It had been too much like a dream and I wasn't awake enough for embarrassment. She never actually touched me, after all, not ... in that way. And she just used me to he...
I would like to thank all the editors who helped me with this as well as those who inspired me to write. All comments and feedback are hugely appreciated. ***** Kate It is really easy to be the boss when you have a great team behind you; I have always known this and it's something I have always strived for. Having taken on the senior management role...
A smile crosses my lips as I pack my bag and recall our last time together. We had such fun in Vegas and I know we are going to have a good time in Colorado. Having packed my bag I scan my closet and decide what I am going to wear. After pulling almost everything off their hangers, I decide on a red skirt with black accents, a black silk top, red silk bra, b...
Diane sat at her kitchen table, nervously awaiting Celeste's arrival. She sipped at her coffee despite the nervous fluttering that seemed to haunt her stomach like a colony of bats, their leathery wings fluttering about as they prepared to leave their home's safety for their nightly hunt. Her anxiety was making her wish she could call the whole thing off des...
I am not quite certain what happened while I relaxed under the shower. It was sort of an out of body experience, but more individually spiritual than any sanctioned religious definition. Considering I had recently been gang raped by eleven girls sporting strap on dildos, I suppose you could say I had my reasons. And, based upon everything I heard and underst...
The mall food court is dead by nine. Everyone still at the mall is in a store shopping, or trying to look like they're shopping. The teenagers are biding their time until the security guard asks them to leave. I'm in the food court because I don't have anywhere to be, and I definitely don't have anything to buy. I'm sitting in a booth with my phone out. The...
A lesbian romance set in a seaside town. Like my other submissions, it's a bit of a read and the 'good stuff' doesn't happen right away. For those not familiar with the slang, the term shoobie originated in the 1920's on the southern shore of New Jersey as a nickname for tourists. Tourists supposedly brought their lunches in shoe boxes when visiting the Sho...
Copyright 2016, Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters in this work were 18 years of age or older, at the time of any sexual activity. Chapter 1 My name is Laura Hendricks. I'm female and strictly lesbian, 21, and have been servicing the sexu...
This is a fictional story about adults written for adults no characters are under 18. If you are offended by lesbian sex or erotica please move on. I hope you all have joy this holiday season. Please vote and comment it's your payment for free content. The Best Gift Isolde Delany was celebrating Easter alone again, as she had expected. This was usual for h...