My Cheerleader * Author's Note I've been feeling the need for a short and sweet middle-aged romance for a while. Nothing overly complicated. No 'girl meets girl, girl almost loses girl, no wait, girl is back' kind of a story. Just short and sweet. And it helps to start with a couple of characters who already have the sweetness thing down—Dani and Ava....
THE TALES OF PRIYA, a lesbian paranormal fantasy. Part 2: Fuck, Fuck, Fuck and a FutaWitch This is a story of an 18-year-old half-Warshari, half-Witch, who starts waking up to her life. Her name is Priya. She is 5'7" 135 pounds, 34C-28-34. She is fit and works out every day. Her urges have always been towards girls even though she tried dating a guy, but s...
"Bro, did you check out those hot lesbos who moved in downstairs?!?" Okay, yeah, I did say this out loud to my brother but it's not as bad as it sounds. My brother lives with me in an apartment in San Francisco and he's gay and also the coolest guy I know. Mark and I were super liberal but in private we liked to be irreverent and politically incorrect, bel...
Dear Reader, I would strongly urge you to read the first part of this story before you read this current installment. The first part doesn't have any sex in it, but is not too long and I guarantee you will enjoy this part more having read the prequel. Thanks a lot, hope you enjoy! Jailbreak II I'm in a room; it looks almost square, probably a hundred yards...
The clock on the long-abandoned VCR read two thirty-six. I had been here all day, I thought. It was definitely time to go. I had no idea when her husband was coming back, nor did I care. The room reeked of sex. I opened a window, hoping the wind would carry the scent away. I search for any sign of air fresheners, to find that there was none. I began getting...
All characters in the story are over eighteen but if you are not or if you are offended by sexually explicit material, you should stop reading now, close this page, and go and do something else. This story is the intellectual property of the author and cannot be reproduced in any form without written consent. The scream that started out as a desperate cry...
Lisa Smith walked in through the front door of her flat and smelt the familiar feel of her home. She dropped her case and just stood, breathing in the slightly stale air. Leaning back slightly she felt the wall touch her shoulder blades and she smiled. Picking up her case she made her way to the kitchen and dropped it by the washing machine. Unzipping it she...
[Thank you to all the people who've given comments or votes or written me. I enjoy hearing from you. Thank you also to estragon for copyediting -Tricia] Session VIII: A New Week The Therapy App left me alone on Saturday, which I was partly happy about because I had to deal with the normal family stuff. But it also frustrated me because I was already needi...
A Night In The Life Of A Jailbreaker Or How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Strap-on It's over. Its finished. We are an ex-couple. I am single again. I put the letter down on the coffee table, lean back into the comfiest sofa in the whole world and look up at the ceiling. Right now Angeline will be on her way to Waterloo station, where she will g...
This is a lesbian version of the story Accidents Will Happen -- The Great Art Gallery Robbery As always, your constructive comments are welcome. Accidents Will Happen, "How The Butterfly Tamed The Wildcat" "TURN IT OFF! Jerri, TURN IT OFF!" Mandy said as the butterfly vibrator went into maximum vibration mode sending jolt after jolt of pleasure to her cli...