Everyone in this tale is over 18. It is set in pre-revolution France, in a time even less enlightened than today. * Celine was a slut. Not a witch -- she didn't believe in them, anyway -- stuff of fairy-tales, old hags in silly hats flying around improbably on broomsticks. But a slut, she certainly was, and unashamedly so. She tossed her lovely mane of aub...
Author's Note: Depending on the feedback, this story will definitely be continued. It took me just a few inspired hours to write this part, I edited while I wrote, but I'm almost sure it's not perfect, so I apologize in advance for errors. This first chapter gets sexual plenty sexual, but there's no official 'sex,' in it. The story is also quite violent at t...
This story contains lesbianism, magic, BDSM, anal and much more. It is advised to read the first chapter before this one as it gives the back story. * Emma leaned back in the hard chair of the lecture hall, finally giving up on taking in what the professor was saying and lost herself in her memories. It was the first day back in school and Emma already mi...
"I dread coming to the office everyday". We were sitting eating our lunch in the common area of our shared office space. Me and the two other women in the office doing our twice weekly eat, gab and gossip session in the lunchroom. "I thought you loved your job Maggie. Don't tell us you're thinking of leaving," responded Leigh. I would miss you so much." "...
Thanks to everyone for the great feedback regarding the first installment. Please read "Psych" before attempting Psych -- Chapter 2, otherwise the characters won't make much sense to you! While the thermostat has been turned up ever so slightly in this chapter, the integrity of the characters hopefully still remains the same. The story continues at the exact...
Having recounted my first lesbian experience in 'Moving Finger,' 'More Fingers' and 'Fingers and Tongues,' I am remembering later encounters. For, after some interludes, with men and women, in the 1980s, I became in the 1990s, a lesbianyphomaniac, dedicated to woman-sex. And I discovered the ideal cunting-grounds: package holiday hotels in Spain and the Cana...
Dawn Garth took a deep breath and pushed open the door. She took the five or six steps down that led through a curtained archway and into the spacious room. Nervously, the blond woman scanned the entire area. Her eyes swept over the bar, where a few stools were occupied, to the couples on the dance floor. She took in the row of tables on the far side as well...
I strongly urge reading "The Checkout Girl, Parts 1 – 2" before this one to see how Jennifer and Angie got where they are. Feedback and comments, please! THE CHECKOUT GIRL, PART 3 "Coming to Terms" "I think I need a bath," Angie whispered. I stared at her for a moment, then burst out laughing. She joined in a bit weakly. "Me too!" I said, wiping my ar...
Comments are welcomed. Please do not copy or distribute this story. This is a story involving sex between a middle aged woman and a 21 year old woman. This is a subject near and dear to me. If anyone has any lesbian stories involving age differences, I would appreciate reading them. * * * * * Cindy had complimented so many times today I had lost count an...
I have a confession to make, well it's actually two confessions. The first is a confession that will allow you to understand the significance of the second confession. Anyway, I have a confession to make. First, I need to tell you about my best friend, Anna (not her real name, there are some of you who will read this, who know her and I appreciate your confi...