Author's note: One of the core themes of this story is the subject of being born intersex. If you are not interested in such a subject then please move on. * Chapter 1 Jade O'Connor Anders was in the prime of her life. At twenty-seven she was strikingly beautiful and seemed to have it all. She was a top literary agent in a successful company, had been ma...
Miranda "Good Morning class. Today we are having our midterm, backpacks up at the front, hats and drinks as well, you'll need nothing but a pencil. I will pass out your books as soon as everyone is back in their seats. Also, please turn in your papers before you leave and make sure you don't forget otherwise it will be late." I don't know what happened the...
Authors Note: This story was originally written for the Sapphic Erotica Festival. The parameters for the story were that it involved one of the muses and was a lesbian tale. Clia Johansen sat at the very back of the darkened auditorium fighting to keep her eyes open. At the podium Professor Roberts rambled on about Alexander the Great or Hannibal or some ot...
This story deals with themes of reluctance and coercion in a lesbian setting. If you think you might be offended please try another story. Chapter One The first time it happened will remain with me forever. The night before my husband had phoned to tell me that he thought that we should make our 'break' permanent and, as if that was not bad enough, I a...
"Hey, I'm gonna take a shower," I said to Virginia. I was headed toward the bathroom, when I heard her ask, "Uh, is there room for two?" I looked back at her, sitting on the bed nearly naked, her long brown hair attractively resting on her shoulder, curled along her neck. She smiled coquettishly, batting her long eyelashes at me. I felt a shiver run throu...
Author's note: this story contains scenes of reluctant sex and coerced lesbianism. ***** "So. What would you do to be a star?" After what I had just learned, the question was my opportunity to show her that I had morals, that I wasn't the type of girl that she thought I was, and that I could say no. "Anything," I replied instead, with no hesitation or hi...
Author's Note: This story is dedicated to Colleen Thomas whose work has been such an inspiration to writers on this site. I didn't know her personally, but perhaps to know a writer's work is to know her as she wished to be known. In that case, I can claim more than a passing acquaintance. This story is not somber. I doubt she would have wanted it so. Her ow...
Brooke's eyes slowly opened and it took her a moment to realize she wasn't waking up in her own bed. She was lying on her side, her hand clasped over someone else's arm, which in turn was wrapped around her mid-section. Moving herself ever so slightly, Brooke felt another body spooning hers and a soft breath fell at the back of Brooke's neck. The room was da...
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...
I climbed the steps to Colleen's apartment with some trepidation. Which was ridiculous, when you think about it. Why should I be nervous? I've been up and down these stairs a thousand times. Colleen and I have been best friends since junior high school. Better than best friends; more like sisters. In fact, some of the girls on our high school basketball team...