Lesbian Phoebe Stories

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The Memoirs of a Farm Girl

by Phoebe_Magus on Sep 12, 2017
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Part I "I'll be home by the end of the week," said my father. "Violet will watch over you." "I'll be alright dad," I pecked him lightly on the cheek. "Have a good trip." "Take care Lori," he drove off. Violet was the hired hand that helped my father run the farm. We'd been friends for quite some time and she became overly protective for my well being. So...

She-Wolf

by Phoebe_Magus on Sep 26, 2017
Lesbian Sex

The great town hall was ablaze with the firelight of lamps, and boisterous with laughter and talk of the townspeople. None were resting or idle, except for the elderly who sat in corners talking about the good old times. Grandmamma was hugging my sleeping baby brother, while my old aunt, whose arthritic hand awkwardly groped over her knitting, was humming a...

Bride to Be

by Phoebe_Magus on Sep 26, 2017
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I Gwen's feet hurt, her whole body ached, and there was a monstrous rip in the hem of her travelling clothes. She grasped the edge of the rock and found a foothold, pushing farther away from home. On all sides there was nothing more than tall trees which blocked the sun. The gentle light which filtered through the treetops gave the rocky mountain a magical...

Phoebe's After Hours

by Georgette Glass on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Mr. Fly, my ex-husband, is a very successful business man so when he and I parted ways a couple of years ago he was very generous with regard to our divorce decree. We had no children and I hated the condo we lived in so we were both very agreeable to him keeping the beach front condo and me taking the three bed room, two-car garage house in suburbia. When...

One Charming Night

by phoebesluvr on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

We'd been sparring partners at the gym for awhile, which is why, when my bellydance class had a performance, I invited her to come with me. It was a whole big gala hafla thing, sit down dinner and all, and I just really wanted to know someone there besides my dance classmates. And Phoebe was the only person outside that context that I had really connected wi...

A Stringed Instrument Ch. 05

by Bramblethorn on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Phoebe was sleeping soundly when my alarm went off on Wednesday morning. I slipped out of bed, showered, and was about to head for the train when she woke. "Morning, you." "Morning. I didn't want to wake you." Phoebe gave an elaborate yawn. "Should get up anyway." She padded over to me in her PJs (blue with yellow hedgehogs, if you were wondering) and sto...

The House Ch. 02

by phsssst on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Phoebe opened the library the following morning with a smile on her lips, which relaxed the muscles that held her lips so tight and thin. Small children, who didn’t know her, actually approached her with questions. Instead of receiving a tsk, their questions were answered. One small child, particularly cute, actually received a kiss on the forehead, before b...

Mrs. Claus's Cookies

by Ann Douglas on Nov 25, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Phoebe Grant had to laugh as she looked at herself in the small bathroom mirror as she finished getting dressed. The reflection that greeted her was one that had become quite familiar over the last few weeks, but still filled her with a certain amusement all the same. What would her co-workers at the bank think if they could see her now? She was an Elf, righ...

A Stringed Instrument Ch. 08

by Bramblethorn on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Talking to Phoebe on Monday morning: "So what did you tell your father? About staying over, I mean." "I just said I'd been feeling sad about Yaya, so I was going to catch up with Jill and Elen during the day, then you and I were going to have a girls' night out and take my mind off things." "Uh-huh." "Hey, it's true, as far as it goes. So, Yvonne, what d...

A Stringed Instrument Ch. 14

by Bramblethorn on Apr 3, 2019
Lesbian Sex

14. Phoebe was still there in my arms when morning came. Not that morning was much to speak of; it was grey and cold, rain drumming on the roof of her little flat, staying-in-bed weather. I felt her wake, and as she snuggled back against my chest I murmured "So, what do you have on today, love?" She yawned and stretched, then giggled as I reached around a...