Disclaimer: All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older. Remember that the term 'teen' can refer to a person who is 18 or 19 years of age! This is the continuing saga of the Idol of Lesbos, which has been put to film by Margo Sullivan. I'm proud to say that my taboo story has succeeded in making headway into the adult industry. Enjoy a trip in...
(More exchanges between two writers of erotic literature. Though the opportunity to chat on line eluded us during this period.) * Clara wrote: Hi Sarah. I so hope you enjoyed lunch ... and maybe something more - I wish I'd thought to ask this before, too late now but just to say I suddenly got very turned on (again) by the thought that you might be sittin...
Connie searches for the Eastern Wind and Kat breaks her ties with the past. The motorcycle club heads home, and the term devil dykes takes on a new meaning for the witches of Anaconda. Connie moped around her apartment for a couple of hours before dressing and going down stairs to the bar. It had been almost a week since she had been below in the Lucky Ei...
Summary: Teacher's lez side is awakened by chance encounter. Note 1: This story is a 2019 Halloween Contest story. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven and Robert for editing. Note 3: This story stands on its own, but if you want to read more BREE stories, check out the following (listed in chronological, not date published, order): Lesbian MILF Seductress: P...
The Blood Bond "Fuck it!" Jan cursed and slammed her laptop cover shut. No matter how hard she tried, the words she was hoping to conjure just didn't appear in her head. Since the long night she had spent with Kasper at Sara's house, she had been frustrated in more ways than just her writers block getting worse. Just thinking about the very attractive pa...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story picks up from No Holds Barred in Boston, which was based on the idea/request of a fan who wishes to remain nameless. We rejoin the action in a secluded retreat in Colorado, shortly before Trish gets back in the ring with Victoria. ***** Chapter One Mickie had to go back to the master bedroom to get the key for the handcuffs. Whil...
Chapter 9: Wood For Sheep January is my favourite time to work. It's so quiet while everybody else is off on holiday, and I can get stuff done without constant distraction. It was especially welcome the year we joined Preussler-Kennedy, giving me the chance to settle into the new office without having to deal with all the new people at the same time. Chan...
Chapter 7: Absence... ***** Absence, in Annika's opinion, did not make the heart grow fonder. It simply made a woman hornier. Itchy. Two nights of phone sex with no release -- she sincerely hoped Grady's balls were as blue as hers -- was driving her insane. She pondered his motivation for this erotic torture as she drove the dark, empty pre-dawn street...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story picks up from No Holds Barred in Belfast, which was based on the idea/request of a fan who wishes to remain nameless. We rejoin the action in Trish's dressing room in Belfast, shortly after her world championship clash with Victoria. ***** Trish sat on a chair, put her head in her hands, and sobbed. She had been beaten before but...
Chapter One It was a spring Wednesday in 1997 and there was a feeling of finality in the air. At least there was for upper sixth students at Angie's school. With A-level exams imminent lessons were coming to an end. Leave of absence for revision started the coming Monday. Some teachers had already taken their last class and chance to wish everyone well for...