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Lynn's Journeys Ch. 02

by t_girl_3 on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Continued from part 1… It couldn't have been more than five seconds, after Brie's question, before I kissed her, her face framed by my hands. But in those quick seconds I processed the following: Door number one was the "Stepford" existence of my two sisters and their respective broods; I don't fucking think so. Door number two was to bow to conven...

I Join the Lesbian Mile High Club

by Marie Marshall on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Talk about the boot being on the other foot! Talk about the biter bitten! I never thought that I would be head-hunted, tempted – no, seduced – into leaving our Florida office, where I was top bitch, and joining a rival company in a subordinate role. But here I was. Yes, Marie la Reine d'Ecosse, former butt-buster, was now Mary Queen of Sod-all, in an office...

Flirting with The Neighbors Ch. 04

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

With the excitement of having watched three men feeling up his wife fresh in his mind and making his cock so very hard, Bobby was horny and hot for his wife's body. Then, later, hearing her telling him about her stroking and briefly mouthing their cocks, he was ready to fuck her like she had never been fucked before. She made him crazy with lustful desire....

Limits Ch. 15

by MissLisaJones on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

As so often happens, the trouble, when it came, was a combination of little things that built and built. Jude had come off a punishing shift schedule to be told that, despite passing all her exams with flying colours, what with the recruitment freeze and all, there would be no promotion to sergeant in the current fiscal year. She returned to her desk, where...

The Whipping Post

by Nikita_writer on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

The Mint Julep Cafe was bubbling with conversation. The table was full of slim, tan women, who all sported the same hairstyle and pastel clothing. It was the Spring Book Club Luncheon. I was on their tennis team and at that time, one of the few social activities I engaged in since we moved to the South. My quirky ponytail, black top, capris, and little heel...

The Seduction of Lindsay Lane

by Wendigo2 on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

It's Sunday morning and I'm in the house alone. My daughter, Cathy, is staying over with friends after a night clubbing in town. Keith left early, off to the coast to indulge a passion for sea angling. Alan and Pete picked him up at 7:00 a.m. Before he left he brought me breakfast in bed accompanied by the never-ending wad that is the Sunday paper. When I'm...

Sunday School

by Bluegrassemily on Mar 12, 2019
Lesbian Sex

(Author's Note - Thank you for all your kind words and critical comments the past two stories. I appreciate all the feedback, and look forward to writing more stories in the future.) SUNDAY SCHOOL I've never done anything like this. I never meant for things to go this far. I remember sitting on the bench in the lobby of that hotel, watching tra...

Meredith

by smj54ap on Sep 25, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Author's Note: My sincere gratitude to my editor, Janiexx for tightening and refining my story. Thank you! * The soft light of the full moon shown through the bedroom window and cast pallid shadows on the walls. I gazed lovingly at Meredith sleeping peacefully next to me; her sleek naked body shimmered in the watery diffuse light. Gently, I moved a few lim...

Moira

by LaRascasse on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Hi Litsters, Wow, full time jobs really take time out of your day, don't they? This is the first miserable bit of literature I've managed to eke out since I joined the ranks of the gainfully employed. I hope you like it. Please let me know your opinion of the story in the form of votes and comments. Private email feedback is also welcome. The band mentione...

A Mother's Painful Duty

by Cate on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

To Katie who read parts 1 & 2 and gently insisted she wanted more, this story is dedicated with love. Her word is my command. * * * * * The two sisters went out to the kitchen where a pizza and freshly poured glasses of red wine awaited them on the scrubbed pine table. Although Jennifer Armstrong was twenty-seven and Emily twenty-two, they were only permi...