Once again an english story with the usual ask of not blaming me too much for the bad wording and spelling of my writing in a foreign language. It was shortly after my 24th birthday in September when I had booked a one-week holiday in a small Spanish village called Nerja near Malaga. I spent the holiday with three friends (all girls) of mine and it was quit...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers Good writers will often visit various locales to do research for a story, or novel. Lesbian erotica writers are no different. And so it was that I found myself in my '89 Mustang, nearing this small, but surprisingly well-known town on the banks of the Colorado River, named after some pointed rocks on the other side of the...
I decided to wait for you, even though we'd made no plans. I know you'll be here. You love to visit this small wooded area, with its immense old oaks even when you're not on the hunt. I'm sure you can sense that I'm waiting. I sit with my back to a tree trunk with my knees drawn up to my chest. The silver moon winks at me through the branches that shiver i...
It was that day when we took the trip to the Appalachians to see the hidden waterfall that you knew about. Me with my reddish-orange hair glowing in the sun, my denim shorts and halter top wet with sweat. You with your long brunette hair tied back, looking so damn cute in your many-pocketed shorts with your shirt unbuttoned to reveal that cleavage! Once...
Well, I woke up the next morning early thinking about what had happened with Andrea the previous day and it wasn't long before my fingers were probing my fanny. My husband stirred and must have sniffed my little fiddle with my twat and was soon assisting me... I gave some serious thought in to not going to work that day...or any day for that matter. I am no...
This follows on from my first two stories when Ashley & Rachel first meet and spend a day in the sun together in "Curves" Ch.1, then enjoy each other in their private cove in Ch.2 – now read on... ============================== We headed back – Rachel had to do some windsurf training to a group the next morning but she didn't need Curves that day. She sugg...
Sappho inspired a class, called the theosos, comprised of beautiful female entertainers who performed their music for gentlemen eating and drinking while reclining on floor mats. Sappho educated the young women in poetry, philosophy, and music so that they could seduce older men of distinction with their minds as well as their sexual charms. The theosoi were...
Rachel and Michelle had been dating for some time, and despite seeming almost polar opposites, they were very much in love. Rachel was very much a tomboy, cutting their hair short, wearing combat boots and cargo pants, and acting very much like a punk. Michelle was more stereotypical feminine. She grew her hair long, wore dresses and skirts, and preferred...
As Jenny helped from the tub she started to dry me off, her soft kisses on my shoulders made me weak in the knees. Jenny wrapped me in the towel and led me to the bed, standing at the foot of the bed she let the towel drop to the floor, her fingers touched my back and I tingled all over. She started kissing my ear and nibbling away at it my knees getting wob...
Jenny waited patiently, pretending to read her magazine as her husband went through his evening ritual, first stripping out of his clothes and then lumbering into the bathroom for a shower. After brushing his teeth and making some incredibly disgusting noises, he'd wander out, pull on his underwear and head back up to the front of the house. Amid a number of...