I stood at the bus station and waited patiently for Jan's bus to arrive. Looking at the clock and the road, the bus was late and I had to go to the bathroom so bad. I didn't want to go and let Jan think I didn't show up. So, I wiggled and walked and hopped from one foot to the other, praying she'd get here soon. I'd tighten my legs then release them. I did...
I had A Fantastic Editor for the first chapter of the Story and I want to thank her first before we begin the story. Thank you Misty your help was more than generous. Chapter One: Markers have a mind of their own I could feel the marker moving up and down the back of my leg. I looked over at Stacy she was smiling and talking to Jessie like there nothing...
Author notes This is a little romance/stroke piece where two women experience sex in a public venue. It's a quick and easy read with a couple of nice twists. This story was part of a larger piece that was pulled from Literotica several months ago. I've since learned to write better, and transformed it completely into this story which is left with an open en...
This is Part 2 of the Overtime story. Part 1 can be found here: http://www.literotica.com/s/overtime-22 This will be my third story submission and many thanks to ScarlettKisses for her help in editing this story; this is a better and less error strewn work for her attentions. As before, all feedback and comments gratefully received - those from the first...
[Note: This has been edited, revised, and expanded based upon your comments. Thank you very much.] * "I wish I were a lesbian." What? Had Nancy heard correctly? Did Dianne really say that? Nancy turned from the TV to stare at Dianne. Two actresses had just gotten married to one another in California, and Dianne and Nancy were watching a Hollywood news &...
The entire thing could be seen from her position. The leaves whispered to each other in the slight wind, and the half moon melted over her. A cat hissed on the grass many feet below. The man looked dangerous, and Lexi knew he had a gun. That’s how he’d forced her from his car and up into her apartment. He’d bound her to the four-poster bed with blood red el...
My name is Betsy and I am a senior in college. For the last three years I have been working hard to get my degree. I hadn't allowed myself much time for fun. Now that my senior year had arrived I found myself with a bit more free time. My lesbian friend, Lisa, urged me to go to a party that particular weekend. Lisa and I were not lovers, we were more like tw...
By this time, we had finished one bottle of red and now were just opening the second. The room was lit by candles; both of us were wearing oversize t-shirts, comfy socks and little else. We had been talking for hours about anything and everything, a way to unwind after a busy week of working and now we were just starting to feel normal again. The windows...
A few days later Judith rang to invite me over to her place again, with Donna and another woman I hadn't met before, Anna. Mary wouldn't be there as her hubby was home for the weekend, but I guessed what we'd be getting up to and that wasn't really Mary's thing. It had, however, become a huge turn-on for me, and that night at Judith's she had watched me give...
Julie first emailed me over three years ago having read some of my stories. We started to exchange explicit e-mails. And it was Julie, a lesbian in her mid-twenties, who introduced me to the Lesbos-Island site where I met some wonderful ladies and had lots of sex. That included Julie's own internet lover Clara, in the States. Julie's ambition was to visit Cl...