Summary: Straight girl slowly submits sexually to her best friend. Note: This story is dedicated to Liz. Note 2: Thanks to MAB7991, Robert and goamz86. ***** I love how today's older people complain that today's generation are all sluts. I mean, we are, but so were our parents and presumably our grandparents (although I'm not a big fan of thinking of...
Gracie woke from her sleep and climbed out of the bed. The first day back at school, the start of her senior year. She knew it would be tough returning to high school as her secret being a lesbian was exposed, although she was still fairly good looking. Gracie had long auburn hair reaching just below her shoulders with dark blue eyes and also had a slim buil...
A continuing story of lesbian seduction, awakening, control, and intense edging. In this chapter, Julia gets to lick Felicity and she shows more than she intended. You'll need to have read Chapter 8 for this to make sense, especially the Special Kickers ********************** Felicity composed herself a little after her very public ordeal and then having b...
Thanks to voila- for "requesting" this story. They were a pleasure to work with. Summarized idea: She knows it's wrong to masturbate, but she's convinced herself that it's not masturbation if she doesn't orgasm. Her lesbian roommate finds out about her self-denial and pent-up desire. Contains: orgasm control/denial, some confusion about sexuality, and dubi...
Chapter 1 and Chapter 2 links are in my profile. ***** Chapter 3 Friday, February 17th, 2012 - Mesa, Arizona The week had been a total blur that I could scarcely remember, I just knew I had worked a lot and tried to be social so my friends wouldn't worry too much. So far they had only seemed to give me the most subtle and fleeting of worried or confused...
Prologue Today I can't believe I'm smitten by her. Me, a thirtyish professor of psychology at a prestigious liberal arts college—smitten—of all things, by a young counter girl just out of high school. "May I help you, Miss?" she asked in an inviting tone. I stood silent and frozen, staring like a cougar. In her early twenties, the young counter girl loo...
Author's note: It has taken me over nine years to return to this story, though it's been on my mind so many times. First-person perspective is always such a departure for me that it leaves me feeling a little lost. Here's hoping I've found my way back without losing too much of the story. It's a little sappy, but it's honest sap. For those of you who need fo...
Note from the Authoress: This story doesn't form part of the Julie Journals as it is a work of fiction. This story was inspired by a comment left about another story I wrote. The comment went, "Why do I only seem to get offers from fat businessmen when I travel?" I chatted to the maker of the comment and we discussed a few ideas and I have ended up writing t...
As I am usually quite full of myself, this last week has been new for me. I have been wondering and questioning what happened last Saturday, and what that means for me. Still, there was no denying that I would meet that woman again. I wanted to know why she was torturing me like she was. I wanted to know what she would say or do next. I just tried to ignore...
Hi, it's Jordan again. I didn't think I'd be writing more about my life, but the most amazing thing happened to me this last year. I fell in love. If you didn't read the first part of this story, a couple of years ago my husband divorced me. He left me without anything, and I needed to pay my bills, so I went to work as an escort. I was making ends meet whe...