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I found myself floating in a dark void, seemingly naked, my tall body fully visible to the nothingness around me. I couldn’t see, smell, or hear anything. The temperature was perfect—not too hot, not too cold. My body reacted to my thoughts, my hands moving as I willed them. Glancing down, I noticed my flaccid cock, strangely relaxed. There was no excitement, no pain—just a sense of calm comfort. But then, a bright light flashed, and a screen appeared in front of me like something from a video game. PROCESSING USER DATA. APOLOGIES… YOU ARE DEAD. I blinked, staring at the words, trying to wrap my mind around them. Dead? Really? My last memory was so mundane. I’d asked Liliana out—she rejected me, no surprise there, I wasn’t her type. Then we went to our …

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I was sixteen years old when I befriended Charlotte Simmons. I had been living with Maeve Anderson, my fifth foster parent, for about eight months. Maeve was the kindest foster parent I had by then, but she was also the biggest pushover. I had taken advantage of her kindness on too many occasions, and while I did feel guilty sometimes, I knew it wouldn’t be too long before I was switched to a different home anyway. I learned the hard way to never make attachments.  So it was unfortunate for me when I bumped into Charlotte on her first day at Sugarhill High School. Standing in the hallway, she had never looked so out of place with her white skirt and plaid vest. Then there were the dark glasses on her face, and I thought …

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My feet drag across carpet as I slump into my apartment and shut the door behind me. The lights fizz like ginger ale when I flick the switch, and the crackling feeling they produce sends a delicious shiver up my spine. The sensation of electricity nearly distracts me from the exhaustion setting in, but not quite. The kitchen sink is filled with dishes. I only wash one bowl for tonight, leaving the rest to sit another day. Vaguely, I pour myself a bowl of cereal and head down the hall to my bedroom, navigating the maze of clutter I don’t have time to clean. I squeeze my soaked hair into a designated bucket next to my bed before peeling off my wet clothes and towel drying myself. The air is cold tonight. I hope Siren …

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¨Would you ever consider getting fucked by a man and letting me watch? ¨ Kat asked her wife, Jane, while on their plane ride from Canada to Mexico. ¨I know we’ve joked about it, but I think it would really turn me on to actually watch you do it, knowing that you would only be doing it to please me… Kat and Jane were both in their early thirties. Kat was often told she had green ¨cat eyes.¨ She had long, straight brunette hair, was tall, and had beautiful long hands. Jane was very androgynous, with short brown hair, blue eyes, tons of freckles and resembled a porcelain elf. ¨Oh Hun, you know how much it turns me on to please you, but a dick? Seriously? Those things are f****** gross!¨ Jane answered. Deep down, …

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“Heeeey! Come on in!” Bramley Applewhite cheerfully called out, swinging the door of the apartment wide open. “Hey! Thanks,” Ann MacIntosh smiled, entering the cool, dimly lighted living room. The petite red head looked around; the furniture looked plush, inviting. Everything was soft, muted colors but was not drab. Even the framed painting over the sand colored velour couch was soft and muted. “I swear, it is just so hot out there,” Ann said. “Yeah, but it’s a dry heat,” Haralson Apple said from the depths of the kitchen. “Hot is hot, whether it’s dry or not,” Bramley retorted. Ann wondered how they managed to make the apartment dim; the late summer morning sun was bright with not a cloud in the sky. “Come in, come in, sit, Hare’s in the kitchen making us some …

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“Well,” said Vianne, slapping her palms against her muscular thighs in that definitive way that I’d been dreading. “We’ve got an early morning ahead of us.” “Of course, of course,” said Debbie, one of the two older American women resting at the near edge of the pool, with a margarita perched on the tile rim between her hands. Debbie’s wife, Diane, nodded beside her and reached up to my deck chair to squeeze my hand, and run her thumb along my wrist the way she liked to do. “It’s been such fun.” It had been fun, this whole holiday, more fun than I’d been expecting. The beaches, the drinks, the swimming pools designed for relaxation instead of cutthroat competition — it was all enough to make spending a week with my swim mates downright enjoyable. …

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Cynthia Foxy intertwined her fingers in mine and pulled me to Jenn. After kissing Jenn on the lips tentatively, she introduced us formally. Placing my hand on Jenn’s breasts and hers on mine, Foxy giggled, “Now that’s an introduction,” she added while pulling Jenn’s bottoms to the ground and slipping them past her feet. Jenn and I shared the soft chuckle until our hands began to familiarize themselves with the other’s breasts. She was leaner than I was, and her breasts were smaller because of that. Her areolae were a pale pink, and her nipples were like hard little stones, clearly already excited to be fondled. We both murmured quietly while caressing tits and tweaking nipples. Inevitably, this led to our mouths connecting. It was not the softness of Foxy’s and my initial foray into …

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Blackcherry lounged on her plush couch, her tablet in hand as she browsed through an erotic story forum. The thirty-seven-year-old’s eyes gleamed with excitement, her breath quickening as she devoured tale after steamy tale. “Mmmm,” she moaned softly, her free hand wandering to her breast. She tweaked her nipple through her thin tank top, feeling it harden instantly. The stories were getting her worked up with accounts of threesomes, girl-on-girl action, and kinky BDSM scenes. She loved it all, her pussy growing wetter with each paragraph. She set the tablet aside and slipped a hand into her shorts. “Fuck,” she hissed, finding her clit already swollen and slick. She circled it lazily, hips rocking. A notification pinged; a new story had been posted. She grabbed her tablet again, eyes widening as she read. It was …

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The flickering light of scented candles cast dancing shadows across the small dorm room. Amie sat cross-legged on her bed, nervously twirling a strand of her mousy brown hair around her finger. Across from her, perched on the edge of the desk, was Amanda, her roommate and best friend since freshman orientation. Amanda exuded confidence, from her perfectly styled blonde hair to her mischievous green eyes that seemed to hold secrets Amie could only dream of. As different as night and day, they’d forged an unlikely friendship over the past year and a half. Amie, the shy bookworm from a small Midwestern town, and Amanda, the vivacious party girl from Los Angeles. Their friendship had been a surprise to everyone, including themselves. On that first day of orientation, Amie had been overwhelmed by the sheer …

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As Geneen told her version of the first time she and Paula got together, we continued to wash each other under the pulsating spray of the shower. Geneen paid special attention to Paula as she described their caresses, duplicating them in real life as she told of that day. We moved around in the shower, and we were soon clean and more than a little aroused by Geneen’s words. I reached out and turned off the water, and grabbed the towels that were hanging outside the tub. Passing one to each of the girls, we began to dry each other as lovingly as we had soaped each other just a few minutes earlier. We got out of the tub and made our way back to the bedroom, going to the double bed that was still …

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Geneen, Paula and I went from the bedroom into the bathroom, and turned on the shower. The massage setting on the showerhead seemed to be the best choice as we moved beneath the water. The rhythm of the pulsing stream felt so sensual on our already sensitized bodies – the afterglow of our recent sexual calisthenics was with us still. I adjusted the temperature of the water so that it was warm enough to feel good for all of us. The temptation was to set it just a little bit cold so I could see their nipples erect, but I didn’t want to put a damper on our passion, and I planned to create some heat that would have the same effect later on tonight. I reached for the soap that I had recently opened, …

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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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