Ruthie stepped into the living room and she was blushing. I rushed over to her and hugged her. "How was it?" I asked, "Was it everything you hoped it would be?" She nodded into my shoulder, whispering, "It was awesome!" We sat down with them, after Ruthie got us a couple of beers. Chelsi wasn't going to change some things about Ruthie. I grinned, "You don...
Jacqueline Shaw grew up in a small town in the middle of nowhere called, Kempton. It was the kind of town where everyone knew everything about everyone else. She lived with her father, Nathan Shaw, in a small beat-up house a mile outside of town. Her mother died of cancer just after her tenth birthday. Nathan changed drastically after his wife died. He star...
This is the longest story I've ever written yet and it's dedicated to my fans. In particular, I would like to thank all those who took the time to write either private or public comments for my previous stories and send me emails. I would also like thank all of you who voted for my stories. I still can't believe it that my previous one - "Love me, Please" -...
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...
The germ of the idea for this began when I read a story by another author on Lit that was set at Burning Man. Having been to over five Burns, to me that story felt more like someone writing about rumors and hearsay. Admittedly, everyone experiences Burning Man in a different way, so maybe that was somebody's. If so, I'm glad it wasn't mine or I wouldn't have...
Chapter 1 My story is one of dismay born of a shocked heart and mind, and who knows what of my soul, if such there is. Doubting was something new to me, specifically about my church beliefs. I had gone to church faithfully since shortly after I was born, my parents being faithful Christians, and attending the same church for many years. It was a good chur...
After the success of my previous story I got to work on this one quickly, it's long and has been written as a stand-alone so please don't ask for a sequel because you may be disappointed. As always I enjoy reading the feedback and I'm always open to constructive criticism. So leave the comments and drop me a message if you want! Enjoy. ***** Chapter...
Author's note: This is a story of lesbianism and the problems some have with their churches. If you do not like lesbian stories, or have a strict Fundamentalist view, please stop here and find another story to read. Any comments that are deemed inappropriate for this story will be instantly deleted. For all other readers, I hope you enjoy it. ***** Chapter...
Chapter 1: The Gauntlet is Thrown I had my hand underneath of her shirt and I was rubbing her breast through her bra. She was moaning around my kiss and I could feel her rubbing her hips against mine. Occasionally her hands would brush against my breasts and I would feel my entire body shudder. I decided to go for it one more time. I took the waistband of h...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - It's 1963 and times are changing everywhere, but in North Carolina shy 18-year-old Julie Green remains firmly shackled to the past, under the strict control of her father Reverend Larry Green, with the clergyman strongly disapproving of most modern things in American society. Lately, Julie has been confused about her feelings tow...