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There is no name for a woman like me. Most people would prefer to keep me chained in their fantasies than admit there might be a real chance of meeting me in the street one day. Life has been good to me. I have it all – looks, money, university accolades, a great job, a top range sports car, and several penthouse apartments around the world. Some might say I’m a great catch, but those who know me would be more inclined to say that I’m the one who does the hunting. My sexual appetite is voracious. More importantly, there isn’t a single woman in this world, lesbian, bisexual or simply curious, who can resist my charms. Love doesn’t enter into the equation. I am not a romantic. What I crave and provide is the …

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My heart pounds as I take the steps three at a time. I don’t know where I’m going except up. Out. I don’t stop running until I reach the heavy metal door at the top of the staircase and push past it. My chest is heaving, my pulse racing a mile a minute. The door shuts behind me with a loud clunk, and a sinking feeling melts through me. I try the door handle. Fuck. Fuck. Panic surges through me, and then disappears as an overwhelming sense of exhaustion sinks into my body. I’m still gasping, but at least now I’m gasping in the cool night air. The sounds of New York City surround me, but from a distance. They can’t reach me. I slump down onto the asphalt roof with my back against the …

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At first glance of the room, anyone walking by the apartment window looking in would’ve thought it was cleaning day. There were a couple of small piles of clothes thrown on the floor and multiple cushions pulled off the couch. But looking further in, that glance would have also revealed two naked women entwined tightly on the ground, breathing heavily and glistening with sweat. Colette, lying on one of the cushions, has already had one orgasm. She was well on her way to her second as she lay there rubbing her throbbing pussy. It didn’t matter that the lower half of her body was off the cushion lying on the cold, hardwood floor. Comfortable or not, she was right where she wanted to be, lying on her back with Michelle grinding against her mouth and …

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I had finished my A levels and it was summer holidays. I had just turned nineteen. I live with my aunt who raised me. I was a shy quiet girl. I had one close friend called Heather. She was very pretty and the boys loved her. I was slim, long brown hair, small boobs with nice nipples and a small bum. I did have an attractive pussy in my opinion. I had judged it with pussies I saw on the internet. I only looked at women porn as I only fancied women. I’d never been with one but I pleasured myself while looking at the photos. My aunt had asked me if I’d go help out at the bakery she owned for a day. I was happy to. I’d been there before. The baker was …

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I rang the doorbell. Victoria’s mum Debbie answered. “Come in” Alice “Victoria shall be home soon”. I’d known Victoria since junior school. We were best friends. I also knew her mum well. I Often was around there home. Since leaving school and going to college we didn’t see each other as often but whenever we could. I followed Debbie into the kitchen and sat down. “Like a drink” she asked. “Yes please” I said. She gave me a fizzy drink and sat down at the table with me. She asked how college was and my family. Just then her mobile rang. She answered it. It was Victoria. “The train was late so she shall be about an hour” said Debbie after ending the call. “I should leave then and come later” I said standing up. …

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Hazel and I had been friends since school. We were always with each other. Hazel and Becky the twins people would call us. Hazel was outgoing, pretty, popular and dated often. I was shy, quiet and didn’t date. I’m ok to look at. Medium length brown hair, brown eyes, plump, decent size boobs which are slightly sagging haha, and a small bum. After leaving school then college we had gotten jobs. We worked in the same town and would see each other often. Hazel had made more friends in her job and we’d meet up. They were confident and attractive also. Hazel suggested for the 26th birthday that we go for a spa weekend. There’s a hotel not far she said. It’s wasn’t my cup of tea but as it was her birthday I agreed. …

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In ancient times, in a magical land, an adventurer of the name “Sasi” enters the court of a lesbian queen, seeking a quest. The lesbian queen, Keria, peers at her through a shimmering veil. Keria gives Sasi a test. “There’s an object of great value in the upper chamber of this palace.” She motions to a lesbian guard. The guard steps forward and removes her loin plate. The queen nods to a female servant. The servant presses her lips to the groin of the guard, “sexually eating” it out. The queen looks at Sasi. “Before this guard climaxes, you must find this object.” Sashi darts to the upper chamber. She finds a servant outside a room. She enters the room, finding gems and pearls everywhere. She hears the guard moaning in the distance. She runs …

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Backstory: Years ago, the Blue Priestess holds a banquet in her palace. The Red Goddess visits her one night and leaves her in a mystical coma. Later, the priestess awakes with the magics of the Red Goddess within her. She becomes the Red Sorceress. In ancient times, in a mythical world where lesbians rule the lower world below the celestial mountains, a Red Sorceress summons a lesbian constable to her palace. The constable stands before a sorceress. The sorceress is garbed in red. She is of unsurpassed power and beauty. The Red Sorceress speaks to the constable. “There is a thief stealing from the temples. I want you to find her.” Years ago, a local guard quits her job and begins stealing from temples. She becomes known as the “Blue Thief.” Like all servants of …

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In ancient times, in a mythical world where lesbians forged kingdoms through love and conquest by magic, the Blue Priestess holds a banquet in her palace. Wearing a blue gown, she welcomes her friends. She kisses each of them as she welcomes them to her table. The priestess drinks wine. She boasts that the Red Goddess, revered by lesbians as “Protector of the Lesbian Provinces,” plucked her “virginity.” Word of this boast reaches the Red Goddess by word of an invisible messenger. The Red Goddess hears of the boast of the Blue Priestess. Her eyes flashes angrily. “If the other gods hear of this falsehood,” she says, “they will punish the Blue Priestess.” They cannot endure slander against their own. She walks the halls of her celestial home, high in the clouds. The walls of …

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In the Andromeda galaxy, an incomplete city sits on a dark moon. A woman moves among its buildings like a shadow. She’s half-dressed. Just an hour earlier, she arrives at the city in a form-fitting sweater and shorts. She removes her shorts and hides them. Next, she moves into the ghostly city. Entering the large chamber of a forgotten building, she presses against the wall. The shadowy woman looks at her crotch, expectantly. A serpentine shape emerges from the crevice of her groin. It grows impossibly long, snaking into the rafters of the chamber. It fastens itself to a bar above a hole in the ceiling. The woman moves to the center of the room. Her tentacle tightens. It pulls her to the ceiling. Her groin seems to suck in her tentacle as she travels …

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Rated ‘A’ for Adults Only. Introduction: Silvea, a lesbéan, in a city on the far away planet, Lesbea, wanders into the library. Sitting at a 24 feet long table, she opens the old tomes of Lesbea and reads. Part 1: Haina and the “Or-eels” Centuries ago, a lesbéan scientist, Haina, arrives to Lesbea and finds almost no life on the planet. Being creative, she cultivates tissues in controlled conditions using her genes. Using advanced science, she genetically engineers eel-like creatures, creating life forms harmless to her. She calls them the “Or-eels”. She releases the Or-eels into a bacteria-free pool. As the planet has no natural predators, she sleeps by a few yards away from the pool. The next morning, she awakens to a throbbing and wiggling sensation. A pinkish Or-eel is implanting itself into her …

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This story is the sequel to “.” Rated ‘A’, for Adults Only. Introduction: On the planet Lesbea, Silvea wanders the market place of Les-City, her fingers intertwining with Kea’s Silvea has silvery hair, inherited from her parents. Kea has a dusky skin and dark hair. They were a couple, both exotic and diverse. When they weren’t making love, they were exploring the wonders of Lesbea. After a day of wandering, they return home. Silvea sprawls on her bed, naked. Kea places her lips on Silvea’s lower erogenous zone and explores its crevice with her tongue. She brings Silvea to ecstasy. The next morning, Silvea wanders the market place and eats a fruit for breakfast. She goes the library. There, she finds a tome, “Ancient Lesbea.” She dusts off the book and opens it. She reads …

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Synopsis: a lesbian travels to a planet of lesbians. Expecting a quiet world, she finds that not everything is as it seems. Rating: ‘A’ for Adults Only. Part 1: Lesbea Silvea sits on her bunk, anticipating her arrival at a world occupied by only lesbians. Her freighter, a phallic-shaped vessel, cruises through space at low speed. Silvea calls over a lesbian crewman, Jillian, to her cabin. She glances at Jillian and then glances at her own crotch. Jillian removes Silvea’s pants and underwear to reveal the fleshy orifice of her groin. Jillian rhythmically slides her tongue up and down the slit of Silvea’s groin. She places her mouth on Silvea’s clit and sucks. Silvea groans. The tensions of her journey and fades through her soft moans. They continue for an hour until Silvea plops her …

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Clare Arnold pranced around her kitchen wearing her favorite nightie, the sheer blue fabric barely concealing her shapely twenty-one-year-old body. The inviting aroma of freshly popped corn wafted through the house, and as Clare dumped a bag of microwaved popcorn into a bowl she sang along with the latest hit playing on the radio. “I’m a bitch, I’m a tease, I’m a goddess on my knees…” Kelly came out of the bedroom wearing a pair of men’s pajamas, looking sexy and irresistible. She spun around like a runway model, showing off how well even men’s pajamas hung from her curvaceous frame. “What do you think?” Clare smiled. She couldn’t imagine Kelly Taylor ever being self-conscious about her body… Or clueless about what to do with it. Kelly was strong, self-assured, sexy without being pretentious about …

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This is pure fiction and an artistic expression to extend support to the alphabet gang. This story is an attempt to narrate the lives of individuals with different sexualities and the social stigma that they deal with. It is also a thought experiment and an attempt to fuse the Philosophy of sex from classic schools of thought ranging from Greece to Asia and understand them in the contemporary world. “No Man or woman is an Island, for every human is part of the continent or the Main”. John Dunne. Chapter 1 – Cogito, Ergo Sum (I think, Therefore I am!) “20 Thousand bucks!” Exclaimed a woman who grabbed everyone’s attention in the café, she had a deep voice, and dirty blonde hair (dirty Blonde refers to the colour of her hair) her sparkling big eyes …

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Before I start my story, let me introduce myself. My name is Karen, and I am a 34 year old married professional. I am very petite – 5’2″, 110 lbs, 32C-24-34. I have short blonde hair with feathered curls on the sides, blue eyes, and fair complexion. I know I’m considered pretty. Although I am married and enjoy my husband a lot, I have always had fantasies about making love to other women. Being small, I fantasize about slightly taller, athletic women who would tell me how and maybe gently force me to please them. I guess I’m somewhat submissive. My story starts with a weekly “girls’ night out”. My friend Sara and I decided to sign up for a women’s volleyball league on Friday nights. Neither of us have ever been athletes, but it …

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On a distant moon, in the tallest skyscraper in the biggest city, a lesbian opens her legs wide for her lesbian partner. They take turns pleasuring each other. Eventually, they cover each other with kisses, before focusing on their nether regions. A beeping sound from the console interrupts their love-making. The lesbian with wavy brown hair attends the console. A woman with intense scarlet hair – Karen – appears on the console screen. “Kim, we need you back at Tenim Prime.” Kim dons a skin-tight blue suit. She boards a ship and arrives at a large silvery planet in orbit around a flaming red sun. Karen greets her at the ship-port with an intense kiss. Together, they return to an apartment complex and continue to kiss. Because of the hyper-sensitive sensors and monitoring stations of …

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Walking from the train my hand brushed against a woman’s leg. The sudden feel of her skin through the fabric of her thin skirt felt surprisingly wonderful and I realized that even though people are familiar to the touch of themselves during the day, even so familiar that any contact is cut out from everyday sensations, that people never touch each other, really feel each other, become aware of someone’s skin, unless it’s like this, by accident. So, I had the feeling of soft thigh, of her legs together as she was walking. I could imagine how it would feel if I rubbed the cloth against her, exploring the softness. I turned around to apologize, and saw a small thin dark young woman who looked shy and embarrassed, someone who looked like they had never …

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Sally arrived home from her trip feeling tired, but more importantly, randy… it had been a few days since she had engaged in any form of sexual activity… she had been tempted to pop into the loo on the train in order to play with herself but had finally decided against it as it would not be long before she arrived home. She was wearing a black skirt which reached to just above her knees and on top she wore a white blouse covered by a light fawn colored jumper. This latter was somewhat tight and outlined her breasts in such a way to make their size obvious, forming as they did, constrained by her bra, two luscious looking mounds. The sun shone on Sally’s thick red hair as she rang the doorbell. Her key …

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I was five months pregnant, but not showing much. Not enough to start with maternity clothes anyway. The problem was my husband. He was treating me like a porcelain doll he was afraid he’d break. I assured him that the doctor had said that sex would be okay as long as we were careful toward the end, but he was still reluctant. Maybe pending fatherhood had something to do with it. Who knows what men are thinking? I had an afternoon off because a construction crew had cut a gas line near the office where I work, so I decided to go out to the mall and do some shopping. I thought that some sexy lingerie might arouse Jon’s libido enough to make him forget his fears about damaging me. I parked in the new …

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