Karlene always worked late, except on Fridays. Fridays she left at noon and headed to a special location in the city. Today was Wednesday, and it was after six pm. Through her office window she could see the increased rush-hour traffic moving through the city, but she focused on her view of the river and the mountains beyond. She had a corner office in the i...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarities between persons, places or events are coincidental. Special thanks to NaughtyGeminiGirl96 for her fantastic editing. *** It was a mild, warm summer night here in Canada, as the season was still young. I was racing around my place, trying to get the last bit of cleaning done before freshening up. Tonig...
This is the third chapter in a series chronicling the transformation of a conservative high school principal's submission to a dominate black lesbian student. It depicts scenes of non-consent and reluctance (no force or physical coercion). If you choose to continue please enjoy. * Friday morning Maggie took her swim as usual. She found herself looking towa...
Bright lights shined on Madelynn's unblinking, glazed eyes. An explosion of kaleidoscopic colors followed. Hundreds of multicolored sparkles swirled counter-clockwise in rapidly accelerating speed. A set of flexible metallic bra and panties, a web of micro suction cups attached to robotic tentacles, and myriad sensory stimulators composed mainly of worm-like...
* Author's Dedication * I don't care who she is! I don't care how much older or younger she is than you, whether it be 30 minutes or 30 years. I don't care how long you've known each other, whether it be 30 minutes or 30 years. I don't care if time and distance have kept you separated, whether for 30 minutes or for 30 years! You know her, you love her, and...
Smokey Saga #69: "The Babysitter II" ***** Here's a sequel to "The Babysitter" (lesbian version, natch, as since March '15 I've been writing only lesbian stuff). My last few BDSM stories have been fairly rife with tickle torture, which if you know me at all is no surprise. And I know not everyone has a thing for it like I do. But if you read the original "...
It was now May, and their college year was over, and both ladies were still holding onto their perfect GPAs. They both had moved back into their old room at home. Both ladies had won both of their Q school events and were no officially going to be on both tours. But right now they were with Janice and Ann working on getting ready for their first pro diving c...
Power Players of Crimson Valley: The Lesbian Maker Part One: Butt of the Joke "The Lesbian Maker? Really?" Heidi said to her partner with raised eyebrow. "Yeah, she's the new crime boss that's moved into Crimson Valley. Vice says she's based in The Rose's Thorn." Camila responded in a matter of fact tone. "I mean it makes sense being stationed out of a ga...
Tears streaked Katie's face as she stood holding the little book in the middle of her small, college dorm room. It was the cloth-covered diary of her teenage years, adorned with a rainbow and unicorn. The trifles she adored in adolescence now cruelly mocked her. She came across it while packing her things in a cardboard box. She couldn't resist opening the...
It had been tough after Tim left me and looking back I can see that I had turned into a real Nazi Mom. My girls were having a hard time coping with their Dad suddenly out of their lives and I was on their case over every little thing- some bigger things too but this is my guilt trip so I'll focus on those. So what I'm saying is that things were tense in our...