Might it happen
Swiftly, you are both through the door. A bedroom lay within, spare by
the late Victorian standards of the house: a four-poster bed, two
chairs, a shuttered window, a washstand and basin, a dresser. She
turned and regarded you, her eyes boring into you, stripping your soul
bare.
With trembling hands, you started to undress, although nothing was
spoken. Part of you wondered what in the world you had done, what were
you doing, why were you so willingly submitting to this strange woman.
But the desire within you overwhelmed any ability to think, to resist,
and your hands reached up the buttons on your blouse. One by one, they
were undone, until it fell in a pool to the ground. Then your skirt,
and petticoat, and the chemise, and you stand before her in your corset
and bloomers, your hands clasped behind you, your head bowed in
submission. Why am I standing this way? You stopped to think for a
moment, but another voice within you answered: Because this is the way
slaves stand for their master. The thought was shocking, what, I am
her slave? you though, but it was thrilling as well. Then, you
realized the truth: Yes, I am her slave, you thought, and the thought
made you happier than you knew you could be.
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Lesbian Convertion
Kathy stepped out of the shower, her straw colored pubic hair matted
between her legs by the water streaming down across her stomach, little
droplets forming on the pale, pink tips of her breasts before they fell to the
floor, her dainty hands removing the plastic cap which protected her frosted
hair from the moisture in the shower stall. Looking at herself in the full
length mirror on the back of the bathroom door, she felt a brief, vicious
satisfaction with the sight of her naked body reflected in the glass. The
slight paunch of her belly was normal for a woman of 38, her milky-white
breasts still firm mounds, the muscles in her thighs tight from her daily
jogging exercises, her buttocks a smooth plain of taut flesh below her spine.
As she applied makeup to her face, she thought back to the sex she’d
just had with Charlie. Charlie wasn’t the greatest lover in the world, his
idea of erotic enticement being her sucking him until he was just about ready
to come, and then quickly driving his poker in and out of her until he reached
his orgasm. Of course, she’d fake her orgasms so he’d think he’d really
turned her on, but in reality, she wished he’d take the time to get her
excited first too. She’d tried to talk with him about that a few times, but
each time he’d just gotten mad and told her that if he wasn’t enough of a man,
she should try and find someone who was; provided they’d be willing to pay the
bills and help her manage the money she made working as a bartender. Charlie
may not have been the greatest, but she had known far worse men in her
lifetime.
Charlie was laying on his back on the queen-sized bed when Kathy
strolled into the bedroom, her nakedness causing him to grab his limp pecker
and shake it in her direction.
“How’d you like to clean this off for me with your freshly rubied lips?”
There was a subtle mocking inflection in his voice.
“You know I have to open the bar at 6, Charlie.” Kathy replied, giving
Charlie a look that should have been in a scabbard.
“Well shit, it wasn’t that good of a fuck this afternoon anyway!”
Charlie’s words caused Kathy to look as though a glob of Jello had just
fallen off her spoon and down her cleavage. She turned to the closet and
reached for the hanger containing her shorts and tank-top, there was no mercy
in her face. Turning, she gave Charlie a slightly deprecating smile as she
carried her clothes back into the bathroom.
Charlie had stayed on the bed fondling himself while she dressed in the
bathroom. Noting that she had forgotten to get her bra while she was in the
bedroom, she decided to go braless that night, rather than going back and
enduring anymore of Charlie’s barbs. Kathy departed the apartment without any
further incidents, Charlie’s moans echoing through the house as he shot his
wad onto his hairy stomach.
“Oh my, you look good enough to eat.” Stephanie’s voice boomed across
the empty room as Kathy crossed from the entryway to the main bar along the
far wall.
Kathy looked at her co-worker and friend enviously. She had always been
in awe of Stephanie’s five-foot-ten height and long slender legs. She
marvelled at the deep bronze of Stephanie’s tan, even though Stephanie’s
flaming red hair was indicative of a paler complexion. Coming around behind
the bar, Kathy quickly noted the huge spikes poking through the loose mesh of
the flimsy pullover covering Stephanie’s chest; the crimson red nipples simple
evidence that Stephanie wasn’t wearing a bra that evening either. Stephanie
gave Kathy’s buttocks a seductive pat as she bent over to put her purse on the
shelf under the cash register, the gesture typical of her unusual personality.
“You don’t exactly look like fast food yourself.” Kathy’s words were
spoken in tones hoarse and strained with pain.
“Bullshit from Charlie again?” Stephanie asked, her voice making a
guttural sound.
Kathy had to fight to keep her voice steady as she gave Stephanie an
edited rendition of the half hour she’d spent with Charlie, before she had to
get ready for work. Stephanie oozed conciliation as she tried to help Kathy
clear her muddled thoughts, her ideas regarding Charlie spoken in sarcastic,
biting tones. Eventually Stephanie poured them both short drinks, and both
women stood behind the bar ruminating over how nice it would be if Charlie met
with a variety of terminal disasters. Stephanie spoke a trifle petulantly as
she tried to close the conversation on a happy note, her words a promise to
Kathy that there was always hope for a happier ending to the evening tonight.
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Old Bisexual Friend
Five years ago, I was carrying my groceries to the car in the parkinglot when
I crashed into another woman loaded down with the same. We both started to
apologize, then shrieked with delight and embraced.
Connie had been my best friend. We grew up together and had known each other
for nearly twenty years, even though we’d sort of lost touch a couple of years
back. We went to high school together and even lost our cherries to the same
guy! Boy, those were the days.
She and her husband had moved just a few blocks from where my husband, Eddie,
and I lived, so I followed her back to their place. She got out a bottle of
Harvey’s Bristol Cream to celebrate, and soon we were sitting on the settee,
drinking and giggling, carrying on just like it used to be. (more…)
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My entire outlook on sex has turned around in the past year, and
I must admit that it has been a turn for the better. I am a
thirty-five-year-old business woman who has been divorced for
five years, and I am trying to get my daughter through college. I
have tried to keep myself in relatively good shape so that I will
remain attractive to the opposite sex.
About six months ago I was out on a date with an old friend of
mine. My daughter, Suzanne, was at home with two of her friends
from the local college, and she didn’t expect me home until much
later. I had no sooner arrived at my friend’s house than I got
the worst headache ever. After about thirty minutes I realized
that I would be no fun for the evening. I apologized to Tom and
returned home.
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Lesbian Wives
Alice was
sitting in her favorite chair, reading the paper. I came up
behind her and started rubbing her neck. “Umm, thanks Sue, that
feels good!” I brought my mouth up against her neck and kissed
it. She caught a whiff of my perfume. “Ooh, I love that perfume.
Does it mean what it usually means?”
“Yes, love.” I nibbled her ear for a minute. “Give me a
couple of minutes then come up to bed. I have a surprise for
you.”
She turned a little and we kissed on the lips. “Ok, sounds
good to me.”
I gave her neck a final caress and then trotted up to our
room. I closed the door and lit our oil lamp. It is a nicer light
to make love to than the electrics. I unsnapped my jeans and
pushed them to the floor, with my panties. My shirt came next,
then quickly my bra, which I dropped on my dresser for tomorrow. (more…)
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Chance Contact Lesbo story
Archive-name: Samesex/chanccon.ff
Archive-author: Donna Baker
Archive-title: Chance Contact
“Damn!” Megan muttered to herself when she first noticed the little bump
showing through her blouse. She’d been banging a report into her desk
computer when a stray motion of her arm had set of the Itch.
She tried to ignore it, but ever since her hormone treatments had
started, she’d been pestered by the Itch. And once her implants had
eliminated the need for artificial bra fillers, the Itch had become her
master, and she the slave.
Anything could set the Itch off: a chance gesture, a cough, or even a
stray erotic thought. She’d tried to prevent its onset by wearing heavy
cotton bras, soft tricot bras, and today, even the bold experiment of no
bra at all, but it was no use.
Her hyper-sensitive nipples started swelling. As they grew, they became
more and more tender. Megan knew that her large brown aureoles were
visibly darkening as the juices flowed into them. She held her breath,
hoping to keep the tiny motions of her slick white blouse from
stimulating her breasts further, but her very heartbeat was enough to
thrill them!
(more…)
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