Lesbian

The snow gave way to a world that was waking after the long slumber of winter. The air was warmer, the grass greener and more people were outdoors. Yet in this world of new beginnings and light, I had something heavy in my heart. I wasn’t quite sure what it was but I felt restless somehow. Although I loved my husband more than anything else in the world, I wanted something more, I wanted to explore – I didn’t know what. Bobby and I had fallen into the same old habit – he was away a lot and worked all the time. I taught high school English and also worked on my Master’s degree. I wanted to have fun and do something thrilling. I hadn’t been out with my girlfriends in months, and I even …

My First Time with Women Read More »

In the 27th century, men and women visit the stars. Lesbians join them on their journey across the galaxy. From simple colonies to scintillating cities of the future, men and women inhabit thousands of worlds. At the tallest tower of a prosperous city on a distant moon, Opal Minor, a lesbian of repute sits on a couch. Her legs spread, her female partner makes love to her with her lips and her tongue. When she came, she pulls back her hair, damp with sweat. She hears a beep at her desk. She activates the console. The visage of a comely woman appears. “Audala,” she says, “it’s important.” Audala nods. “Go ahead, Gisela.” “The naturalist factions are gaining political influence on Gema Prime. They want to outlaw Lasbeun.” Gisela pauses for effect: “They want to outlaw …

The Lesbian in the 27th Century: Escape Read More »

It is my first Story in English. If any spelling mistake or grammar mistake, kindly excuse. Hi readers, I am Rooma from Hassan from Karnataka. This is my first lesbian adventure. The story of mine is of my age when I joined the 9th standard and with my neighbor who is of 32 age at that time. Of me, I am basically lesbian from birth since from my childhood, I do not have male friend and moreover without knowing myself I hated the males. But today I am happy and proud to say that I am a hardcore lesbian and it is my pride. As to me a sex is desire and having sex with a same sex is not a crime or sin since the partner of sex having same feelings and desire of …

Lesbian Dream Comes True – Part 1 Read More »

Elizabeth admired her friend Tess as she Sauntered back towards the couch on which she sat. Even at six months pregnant, the brunette bombshell was the epitome of sexy. Her brunette hair was done up in a bun and her smokey make-up was immaculate. She wore a white silk blouse with loose sleeves and a neckline which plunged down her chest, leaving her plump cleavage exposed, tucked into a high-waisted calf length black skirt which showed every curve that the beautiful woman had to offer. Their husbands were away on business together and Elizabeth was enjoying the time spent alone with her best friend, but she simply couldn’t stop staring at her today. It was not an altogether alien feeling, but today was somehow different. “Damn Tess! You are gorgeous!” She exclaimed playfully. “Thank you,” …

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“Come on honey, what is taking you so long?” Mom yelled from the kitchen. I couldn’t exactly yell back that I was masturbating in the bathroom after a particularly arousing shower, so I just let her scream. Besides, I was about to cum and if I had answered her, she would have heard it in my voice. After I popped, I quickly ran to my bedroom, toweled off and got dressed in light cotton dress that I liked. It was kind of low cut and my Wonderbra was perfect for it. I have kind of medium tits, so it gives me that extra little boost I need for this dress. I pulled the dress on, admired the work of the bra and went to meet mom in the kitchen. “Good you are ready. I was …

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It began innocently enough. Just a friendly game of show and tell with Barbara, Jane and myself baring our boobs to compare our tits. It was close to midnight and many of the others were already asleep. Not us. We’d already finished a bottle of wine and were turning on to the sexy sight of each other. Jane’s a philosophy major who can find deep meaning in just about anything, including this horny peek-a-boob game. “This really is profound” she said drunkenly. “The three of us sharing our bodies like this. A merging of oneness.” Barbara was blasted with wine and pulled on her pretty pink nipples. “Cut that shit,” she laughed, “we’re just curious and horny” I agreed. Joining them before the mirror, we formed a semicircle, and I was in the middle. Barbara’s …

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We had been friends for a while and we both knew what our preferences were but we had never made a move on each other. I guess we never wanted to jeopardize our friendship which meant a lot to each of us. But this one particular day we had spent the entire day together shopping, having lunch, we even took in a movie that we both wanted to see. As the day was ending we ended up at my apartment, exhausted from the busy day we had. As we had a drink and relaxed, we started talking as we usually did. I asked if you would mind if I went in and took a nice warm bubble bath. You said, “Not at all. I will just make myself comfortable.” I went in a started the …

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I’m not a lesbian. I’m 100% not into girls. Sure, I’ve kissed a friend now and again, normally to get rid of unwanted male attention but I don’t fancy women. I love cock. Big, hard cock. So why am I currently naked, scissoring my best friend to orgasm? It started as a normal evening. It was my birthday and a huge group of us went out for dinner followed by cocktails. Anna was one of my best friends. A stunning six-foot-tall blonde with legs up to her armpits. Her smile was infectious, her laugh even more so. We had been friends for nearly twenty years and liked to cause trouble together. We had a great evening; food, drink, dancing, laughing, everything was just amazing so it was a group of happy people by the time …

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Hubby gave me ‘permission’ to see Debbie alone; apparently, it wasn’t cheating if it was the same sex! I asked her in a text and she thought it was a good idea as we were both new to the experience of being with another woman. We’d shared a kiss, I found out I enjoyed sucking her nipples and fingering her but I wanted more. I wanted to taste her. We set a date, and she messaged me to tell me she was free. I didn’t have time to get changed and wasn’t exactly dressed for it but it turned out I was naked within minutes of getting there anyway so I needn’t have worried. Debbie was alone in the house apart from her pets but I didn’t mind that, we had pets too. She answered …

Fun With Another Woman Read More »

I still don’t know what drew me to the advert in the personal column of my local newspaper. It called for volunteers to help at a recently discovered Roman settlement dating from Fifty-Five BC. I knew from my History lessons that this was the period that Julius Caesar invaded Britain. My curiosity was aroused. I called the number advertised and learned that due to holiday commitments, they were short of staff. They required staff for the next two weekends. I offered my services and they eagerly accepted. The site was about ten miles from where I lived. On the following Saturday, I reported for duty. I was greeted by a guy who looked like a university professor, complete with a beard and a ponytail. I was kitted out with a long smock-type gown that buttoned …

The Archaeological Dig, (A True Story) Read More »

Cait and I were visiting her mom and aunt one weekend. Her mom was doing okay by then. She hadn’t started working again but kept saying she was going to soon. And she hadn’t gotten her own place yet either. She said she was looking, but Cait and I both thought she was lying about that. Whenever we were there, we slept in the bedroom that was supposed to be her mom’s, and she would always say, “I’ll just sleep on the floor in Jessica’s room, I don’t mind at all.” But it was obvious she never used her room. One time, Cait even put some things under the top mattress, just before we left. You couldn’t see them, but it would’ve been impossible to sleep on, and when we came back weeks later, the …

Therese’s Story – Chapter 37: Crazy Read More »

The trees have yet to find the colors of fall, nor has the autumn chill found its way down from the mountains, but a new season is slowly on its way and with it, many memories of falls gone by. In memory of one such fall, it shall be stated that the State Fair was underway in Nashville when the following story took place. I was meeting Carmen, a Latin woman, whom I had worked with as an intern at Chapel Hill. We began seeing each other outside of work rather instantly and when our lives took us to vastly different places, we kept in touch. With that bit of history done, I found myself in need of a road trip and she needed a good laugh so we made plans for the fair the …

The State Fair Read More »

Nekane nervously plays with a strand of her own hair as she discreetly delights in the beauty of her friend. Her fingers twirl the tendrils while her gaze steals occasional glances, appreciating the graceful allure of the woman seated before her. Despite the age difference, Nekane is drawn to the harmonious contours of her friend’s face, finding herself inexplicably captivated by the subtle details that make her so magnetic. Her eyes fixate on the beguiling hues of copper that embellish her friend’s hair, each strand reflecting a flicker of light like a hidden treasure waiting to be uncovered. As their conversation unfolds, Nekane’s heart quickens with each stolen moment of admiration, the shared stories only deepening her fascination. Amid the flutter of nerves, Nekane’s fingers continue their delicate dance with her own hair, a telltale …

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I didn’t start university until my early twenties. My grades at school weren’t great so I worked a job for a couple of years studied part-time and then eventually went to university. I moved into a flat with two other girls. I loved them to bits and they are still close friends now. I couldn’t live like your typical student though. I couldn’t live off so little cash like them so I did some bar work in the evenings. One of the girls had a friend who used to hang with us. She was a little older than us but anytime we went out for drinks she would always be there. One evening we were having pre-drinks at our flat. I got chatting with my friend’s friend, who was called Emma. I was saying how …

The Stripper Read More »

Elise tossed and turned in her bed for most of the night. If she had slept at all, it was minimal at best. The previous days’ encounter with Justice continually replayed inside of her head and she couldn’t wait to see her again. She finally relented and got up at six in the morning. Absent of a better idea of what to do with her morning, she ended the brief standoff with her father and started unpacking boxes. After roughly setting up a couple of rooms, she decided to get cleaned up before Justice stopped by. She took a quick shower, picked out her cutest summer outfit, and blow-dried her hair. She stared at herself in the mirror for a bit and tried to think of what Justice would like. Then she grabbed a hair-tie …

The Welcome Wagon – Chapter Two Read More »

I slipped the note under the door of Mother Superior’s office and hurried out of the back door of the convent with my backpack, leaving my life of the past eleven years behind. Tomorrow, I would have been making my final vows to enter the congregation and become a bride of Christ. I ran into the woods, removed my nun’s habit and wimple, and put on an old threadbare pair of jeans and a t-shirt, the sole items of secular clothing I owned. I undid my braid and shook out my long blond hair. Shouldering my backpack, I started out following a road that led to civilization, a civilization that was alien to me. The sum total of what I knew about the outside world could have been written on a Post-it note. I had …

Heaven Is Where You Find It Read More »

It was early spring. While my love life was hardly what I would call “on the skids”, it had been lackluster as of late. One would naturally assume that the nightclub scene would be a meat market. To a great extent, it is. Night after night I went to various spots, an easy thing to do when living near a beach, a college, and a military town all within thirty minutes of one another.  My friends had gotten into the habit of telling me during this period that I was too picky or that I just needed a good romp to get out of my funk. I would laugh it off. True, I could have probably gotten laid whenever I wanted.  The truth is that I wanted something fantastic, something that filled my needs spiritually …

The Path Read More »

I met her when she was moving from the dorms on Chapel Hill to an apartment just off campus. She was carrying a box of, ahem, “personal” items when she must have stumbled over her own two feet and sent the contents scattering across the hallway.  I have been told that I have a knack for arriving at the perfect time, as I was rounding the stairs just as everything went kersplat. I couldn’t help but stifle a giggle and I saw her sit up straight and I imagined the look on her face was one of mortification. Her body language was one of defeated reluctance, as though she knew that her first day in the building would see her branded as a sex fiend.  Breaking the tension, I joked with her, “I have that one …

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Amy pulls into the hotel driveway. Distracted by the view of the lake, she almost runs down the bellhop. Slamming on the brakes, her face flushes red in embarrassment. “Holy shit, what a way to start a relaxing getaway,” she mutters sarcastically. Pulling to a stop, she gets out and hands the valet the keys. She reaches into the back seat to retrieve her small travel bag and work backpack. Everything she needs is in these two bags. Walking into the lobby, she spies the self-check-in kiosk. Wanting to avoid all contact with people, she walks over, swipes her credit card, and quickly completes the displayed form. A key card drops into the slot at the bottom of the machine, and she is on her way to the bank of elevators. After the crowds of …

Running With Ruby Read More »

Marie Quinn had never in her forty-seven years woken up one morning in bed with a woman, until now. The sleeping woman that the blinking and awakening Marie was looking at lovingly was fifty-six-year-old Tammy Rice and the bed that they were in was the spare bed in a cottage owned by Lee and Colin Purvis, both aged sixty-six. The night just gone had been the fourth of a week that Marie was spending on holiday in the village, she was renting the cottage next door to Lee and Colin, but had not spent a great deal of time in it. Marie was revisiting an area that she knew from earlier in her life, but had not visited for several years. Her intentions were to visit the picturesque villages and the historic buildings in the …

How Fascinating – Part 6 Read More »