Chapter One The morning sun sent shafts of warm light through the wooden slats and across my naked body as I lay on top of the twisted, rumpled sheets. We had both forgotten to close the blind properly before going to bed while comfortably drunk on the mead Christine had brought home. A bee knocked itself between the open window and the blind, then found it...
This is the third in the Girl Scout Moms series. It starts where Part II left off, so you'll want to read the first two before reading this one. * The next few days after my encounter with Jill at the campout were uneventful. Except for my near-constant rubbing my pussy and diddling my clit while thinking about Jill's sweet pussy. And Anna's too. And the...
Several weeks after the little party at their house, Stephanie and Rich were still in disbelief. They had talked of playing around and even kidded with several friends, and couples for that matter, but never had expected anything to happen, nor had they planned anything. They were just in awe of it ever having happened and even though the four had pretty muc...
This is Part Two of The Borderline and I was struggling to find a way to finish this tale but I'm happy with the result. For those who haven't read Part One, Holly and Rachel were involved nearly thirty years ago but split up and the story is set primarily in 1980s Melbourne. They were recently reunited by chance and Rachel has accepted Holly's invitation to...
Friday night Ernie's was one of the best lesbian bars in the city. Small, it had a lot of character and a few characters who made it a warm, friendly and safe place. It was one of my destinations of choice if I wanted to get laid. Ernie, full name Ernestine, was a butch lesbian. Her ownership of the bar attracted a lot of other butch women and she kept a sa...
*** Author's Note *** Hi all! Just to warn you now, this is a rather long story that deals far more with the emotional bonding and slow progression of passion building up as the two women fall in love. There is a considerable amount of dialogue and I have inserted the first initials of the characters speaking in ( ) beside the dialogue at many points to hel...
"A Puppy sitter needed immediately. This weekend only. Good Pay. Nice House with an ocean view!" It hadn't been that long since I'd been in college. I knew an ad like this would surely get the attention of some kid looking to get out of the dorm for the weekend and make some money. I had only been in La Jolla for a month, recently relocating from the East...
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Thank you to raconteuse for editing, advice, encouragement and more. It will be nine months, tomorrow. Nine months since Ava passed. She was 83 years old when breast cancer took her. By the end, that lively (at times, almost fierce) spirit of hers took a beating. So, when she finally surrendered the fight, it was something of a mercy. I won't try to...
Her screen name was Kitten. She had been my online friend now for a month giving her age as twenty on the night we met. On several occasions she had showed me her face in private chat. I could see her long light brown hair falling to her shoulders and her full lips. I go by the screen name Miss T. I had allowed Kitten to see my face in the same private chat...