Nobody seeing Jan Kilmer in passing would guess that she was a nerd. Her tall, athletic body moved with confident grace and her Nordic features were striking by any standard. Still it was a fact that inside this physically attractive package the inquisitive mind of a true academic was buzzing. Jan tapped a final period to the last sentence of page 216 and s...
Every precinct has a captain. Precinct One of the Female Erotic Police Squad was no exception to that rule. It was commanded by captain Athena. Her mythological name was the effect of her parents classical education and her exotic looks - of their ancestry. Athena's mother was Samoan and her father - Japanese. The captain had a light brown skin, slightly sla...
Author's Note: These stories are based on my life experiences. The first part of this story was about my (our) new relationship with Gail. It also introduced the idea of us having a Halloween party with the guys (and guests). This part of my life story pick's up where I left off in the previous one -- with me in bed with Gail.. But if you read on, you'll...
Vicki lived in a college town in the midwest. She had a beautiful, spacious home on a secluded, wooded lot. At forty-two, she was financially secure, and enjoyed a rather easy, pleasant life. Vicki had always been considered beautiful, with her blonde hair and her generous curves. But with maturity, she had only become more lovely, in the way that an elega...
I woke early, my senses tingling. The sight of Ana and Helena cuddled together made my heart sing. They were such dauntless warriors, and for me, Ana was the centre of my universe, so what made her happy did the same to me. Our love was vast and generous enough to include in it others who were worthy of it. Wrapping myself in my robe, I went to the door and...
Don't call me Sappho. I don't consider myself a lesbian, not the way I understand that term, anyway. Alice and I have a lot of fun, a LOT of fun together. And yes, you could say that I love her. She loves me, too, but it's not a romantic kind of love. We are not mates. We don't plan to live together or get joint checking accounts or anything like that. I am...
Author's Note: My GF5 is being edited/posted. This is just a fun little lesbian first time story in the meantime. Thanks to Little Foot for editing. The grammatical condition was perfect when she left it, then I started mucking about with it again, so any errors are mine. Enjoy! Even outside The Jungle, the thumping bass and grinding techno pounded sex into...
The last habitable cottage before you come to the lighthouse at Ardnamurchan, the most westerly point on the Scottish mainland if not the whole of the ancient island of Britain, used to nestle to the southern side of an old, square tower. This tower may have once been a fortified block-house, such as one sees throughout the wilder parts of Scotland, where cl...
I text Brad: "We need to talk." "Shit... that's never a good sign." he replies. "Can I come over?" I hit send. "Yeah sure." he sends back. My stomach is in knots and the drive feels like it takes hours instead of thirty minutes. I park and walk up the stairs. Ashley's car is gone, I don't know if her not being home makes it easier or harder. I gently...
Dawn crept across the well-kept grounds of La Société des Sortilèges Modernes. Part teaching academy, part private club, part genteel cabal, La Société was an Order of Sorcery. Lisette, the youngest adept, awoke when the sunlight brightened her room in the women's dormitory. In one sense, she didn't really want to get up; it had been a short, busy night for...