The thought that I probably would never score with a teenage girl ever again, was in my mind the day, fairly recently, when I was surprised by a turn of events. It was this way. My neighbour's nineteen-year-old daughter, coming back from a day at college, rang my doorbell... Here's what I had been thinking: "I'm forty-six. I have been a lesbian since I was...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers (All characters in this story are 18 years or older at the time of sexual activity) "Mary Ann, how did you get started at um, The Organization?" Kayce asked her, as she took the sliced turkey out of the deli container. "And do you want one or two sandwiches?" Mary Ann giggled. "You sounded like you were going to call it '...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters in this story are aged 18 or older. June 1 "Dad, I just had a great idea!" Samantha Barker exclaimed, her long brown hair trailing her entrance, as perky as ever. "What's got yo...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters in this story are aged 18 or older. September 17 "Hi, Mrs. Walker. My mom said that you wanted to interview me," dark-haired, leggy eighteen year old Samantha Barker said, as she...
It had been a long but enriching day and now, around midnight, she was in a tub of the retreat center's hot springs, feeling the warm water surround her body like amniotic fluid, gazing out at the rolling silhouette of the Berkshires and stars that came almost to the horizon, elbows perched on the edge of the cedar tub, naked legs gently walking in place in...
Now and then I reminisce about my sweet Julie. She is gone now, another lover in her arms I'm sure. I knew it couldn't last forever. But let me tell you about us. My name is BethAnne. I own a big house in Santa Barbara. When my husband died, he left me more money than I would ever need. I knew I would never have to work again the rest of my life. I missed hi...
I flew down to Texas to attend the wedding of Amy, one of my co-workers who used to sing in a women's choir with me. It was held in a little town called Keefer's Bridge, about 200 miles west of Corpus Christi. The invite list was quite short – just family and close friends, about 30 people in total. The wedding took place in a little white clapboard Baptist...
Ginger was a 20 year old who longed to find the person for her. She was average height, deep auburn hair, had gorgeous green eyes that looked like they had a green fire glowing deeply inside them. She had a nice tan, and a nice shapely figure, 36 D breasts with perky nipples that stood out even through her bras. Even though she was very beautiful she never r...
Tonight I feel nostalgic. I have my lover with me, my only real love. I think back to an earlier time all those years ago... Remember my sweet, how easy it was to seduce you on the night before your wedding? I'm sorry for that, for planting that seed of doubt at such a traumatic time. But I wanted to remind you of what you were leaving behind. Anyway, I sho...
The year Livvy finished college she'd got a job, not quite full time because the owner was cheap and even then people didn't read, at a second-hand bookstore. The wage was glorified pocket change and she'd lived in a shared house in a borderline part of town. Her college girlfriend went off to medical school and they'd tried, they really had, for the first s...