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Thorough

by windowswindows on Sep 11, 2017
Lesbian Sex

After my birthday dinner, we burst into her apartment, hardly able to contain ourselves in the hallway. She backs me into the wall, putting one hand behind my neck, the other one up my dress and between my thighs as she kisses me. I moan in relief as she soothes the aching need of my body for touch. She kisses my neck, and grazes the outside of my panties te...

The Window

by litpervgrrl on Sep 26, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I was 22, and I had just moved to New York City. For the first few weeks, while I looked for a place of my own, my friends Kevin and Anna were kind enough to let me stay at their apartment. They had a five floor walk-up on Manhattans upper west side, with a comfortable old couch that I could sleep on. Kevin and Anna both worked during the day, so I had the...

The Window Opposite

by Nomean_feet on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

It was late at night; I lay in bed with my partner, not in the least bit tired, yet she had fallen to sleep over an hour ago. I considered reading, but didn't want to disturb my girlfriend's sleep; I lay there thinking for a while. Thinking about my course at university, thinking about my job, thinking that I wanted to get to sleep pretty soon, but knew it w...

Open Window

by Crew Cut on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I turned my head and said "That's the third time she's been past." Mistress Sheena smiled enigmatically and commanded me to continue. With both hands on one breast, I raised the nipple to my mouth and with my long, studded tongue traced around it, then sucked it into my mouth. I caught the eye of the woman below....held it and moved one hand to my naked cunt...

The View from the Window

by Mistress_Christine on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

For those of you looking for a quick fix or a cheap thrill I suggest you look elsewhere. This story builds slowly and I hope that at least some of you will persevere to the end. ***** The View From The Window. The first time I met Anna we didn't speak. No sound passed between us. For my part the only sound was some soft music in the background. It was a l...

Margarete at the Window

by golden smog on Sep 15, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Scotland: 1557. Margarete stood by the window, folding and unfolding a square of linen between nervous fingers. Her young body was taught with anxiety beneath her rich gown. Abruptly, she spun around to face the somewhat older woman who sat calmly stitching at an intricate piece of embroidery. "I must know more of him," she snapped, her large eyes flashin...

Breeze Without The Window

by Ravage on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

You lay awake, tossing and turning, you know the one thing that's guaranteed to make you relax, but you're alone. Not for the first time, you find yourself wishing you weren't. Suddenly you feel a cool breeze, and glance at the window. It's still shut. You wonder where the breeze came from, you hear a sound but as you start to wonder what's going on you hear...

Internship Affair by the Window

by HeyAll on Apr 10, 2018
Lesbian Sex

Joanna reviewed the resume in her office as the law student waited nervously across from her. The prospective summer intern was 24 years old and sat upright with perfect posture. The girl had a genuine curiosity and eagerness which Joanna found refreshing. "Everything looks good here," Joanna said. "You have a good amount of work experience for someone you...

My Daughter's Roommate

by dgowre on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I sat on the window seat looking out at the pouring rain streaking the window. The gray day was totally in keeping with the way I felt and had felt, mostly, during the two years since my husband, Richard, died from a stroke, suddenly, without warning, one moment alive, the next dead. My name is Diana Hart, I'm 45 years old and a widow, as I've already menti...

A Lesson In Lust

by asian_sensation on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Outside the car window Sarah watched as society continued functioning normally, society functioning like a well oiled machine as it went about on its daily business, normality, routine, fitting in. Sarah sighed inwardly to herself as she turned away from the car window, the site of it depressing her deeply. But I guess it would be normal to feel like this in...