Sorry this took so long. Life threw me a couple curve balls, which was then compounded by the fact that drafting this took more than a couple of tries. Nevertheless, here it be. I started wondering about RJ's exploits before meeting Lauren (because I have drafts of Alice's story simmering on the back burner, and RJ features in that one, as well), and threads...
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. Dru_Druthers wishes to express a heartfelt thank you to all who read, voted, favorited and commented on Part 01 of this story. The overwhelming support has made writing this story worthwhile. (The story...
****** This is about two women, but it's a little bigger than that. You won't see it in here much, but it's a part of a much larger story that I'm working on. That one's going to have to be a novella. One of the nice things about Lit is that you can usually find a category that you'd like to read. But the world isn't like that. The main story will have...
CisterWife Copyright 2017 Jessica Mandella Used by permission, all rights reserved. Introduction. CisGender is the opposite of TransGender. The way some gay people talk about opposite gender body parts makes me blush, but not for terminology. As an ally, I'm mortified by bigotry within our ranks. One cister actually called me a 'trag-hag'! This story exp...
Chapter 1 Alba and I were considered best friends. We often went out together to our favorite club, The Honey Lounge, a strictly lesbian club as the name may indicate, at least to us lesbians. We weren't a couple, but we did share a small house; we were strictly platonic. That said, she suggested a pact that if one of us hooked up with another girl, we'd ei...
//Author's note: This story is pretty long, and there might be a penis in there somewhere. Don't worry, though. It's 99% lesbian.// "I know you." There weren't many times where so few words were so difficult for Mary to interpret. Usually it was the longer sentences she struggled with. Even a little bit of ambiguity could create a lengthy list of possible...
So... here it is... a little later than I anticipated but here nonetheless! It's be a hot minute, right? I've had an exceptionally busy few years. I began a career in a completely new industry and it's been an experience! On top of this, I'm also starting my second year of a full time, long distance, degree AND I play as much rugby as time (and COVID) will...
CHAPTER 1 - IT'S MY JOB Soul crushing. That's what this was. Emily finally figured out the right word for it. That's what her job was. Soul crushing. She worked in the drab and bland cubicle number thirty-six on the boring floor twenty two of the blank glass office building. In fact the only thing exciting about her job was that she got to ride on an elevat...
Part 1 Prologue For as far as she could remember, long hours on the road had always been soothing to Stéphanie. She used to find peace of mind in the endless miles, as a passenger with her trucker dad, then as a driver. Even as a child, the road was her own form of meditation. She could see her father's concentration and tried to imitate it. Eyes roaming...
(This is a story about lesbian love. If you do not like to read about lesbians and their love, I suggest you find another story more to your tastes. Thank you.) (Author's note: This story is very much connected with The Devil's Advocate, parts 1 and 2, as well as Fortune's Wiles, part 2. For full appreciation of this story, it is suggested that these be rea...