lesbians stories and histories

Jo's lips were stuck between a grimace and a smile. "I'm watching myself from the outside. Objectively, I know what's happening. And I know it's not fair, but I don't feel relief until I push. I need to win even though its not a fight."
Jo sat on the white couch across from her therapist, Laura, who was perched in a low, grey armchair on the other side of the coffee table, tablet resting lightly in her hands. The office was quiet and neat, with white walls and a pale pink jug of water resting on the tabl...

My wife had started to cuckold me. We had been married about three years and after two kids she was in that dangerous zone of needing to prove she was more than a mom. We had discussed this and we had found the idea exciting so I was supportive. That was at first, however once she got a taste of being able to come home after being with another guy she went wild. When I say went wild I mean she was out a lot, going to bars, dance clubs, coming home drunk at two or three am and more. That is for other stories...

Ok so let's recap. My name is Skylar. I'm 18 years old, I'm a high school Senior who plays softball, and my boyfriend of 4 1/2 years Marshall recently broke up with me. Here I am in my Coach's office, Coach McMichaels, and after a conversation we had, she's now kissing me on my neck which is really turning me on. Now that we're all up to speed, let's continue....

Author's Note, Thanks again to kenjisato for editing and suggestions.
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Antonia Larcia was not in the habit of attending slave sales in the nearby village. But her steward, Castus, had persuaded her that more slaves were needed for the estate, and this time, perhaps out of boredom, she joined him on this warm summer morning. Besides, the household could use more servants, and here, she could approve of them herself on the spot....

This two-part story follows from several earlier ones. You can find my recommended reading order at my author page. If you're starting here, that's fine, I hope the story stands alone.
If you do want to know more about background, this story is mostly dependent on Mentor, though of course that's dependent on earlier stories - see the recommended reading order. It also contains heavy spoilers for Mentor, since it's set two years after the end of that story....

Hook Me Up
A Ladies In Love Romance
By Magda McKune
Part One
Chapter 1
"So, what is it that you do?" the man asked across the small round table.
Lucy Lanes returned a slight smile. She knew her date would get around to asking the employment question eventually, but she didn't expect it first thing out of the gate. "I own an auto mechanic shop."...

'She is amazing. Mina is her name. That night at the hotel room she was standing 5 feet from me and I was able to smell her arousal and to see the slowly dropping stream from her pussy. And, trust me, her pussy was swollen and open like I have never seen before. She was desperately horny at this time. Like you, dear. I am feeling the pulsations coming from your cock. I can see the shiny drop trying to pop from your tip. Let me lick it... Mmm! She tasted good too, honey! Yes, I was catching a stream from her...

Trans School: Colleague Worship
Summary: Jasmine begins her service as the Bottom Slut for all her fellow teachers.
Note 1: Thanks to Tex Beethoven for rejuvenating this old story and illustrating all the parts. Also thanks to Shuj and OhDAve1 for editing.
Note 2: This is the third part of a planned marathon series about my adventures at Chateau Johnson School for Girls in southern California....

Girl Posse Ski Aspen - Highlands Revisited
This story has been submitted for the " YAY TEAM 2025" challenge
Today's quotes to ponder are:
"There is nothing in the world like going out onto an untouched, open, virgin mountain slope drenched under a thick blanket of new powder snow. It gives a supreme feeling of freedom and mobility. A great sense of flying, moving anywhere in a great white paradise." ~ Hans Gmoser...

'Three's a Crowd'


[Rin]
The bathroom mirror looked like shite. Perhaps it was just the person standing inside it. I pressed a pill bottle to my cheek, still cold from the medicine cabinet, exhaling slowly through my nose in a way only someone with a hangover would.
One little white pill, then another. The aftertaste lingered on my tongue moments after, chalky and bitter, a reminder of everything I was trying to forget....

4th Chapter in the Series: Thick Wife Becomes Cam Girl
Chapter 1:
Lily is meeting with one of her best friends, Jasmine. Lily constantly stressed about money, bills, and lack luster sex life is spilling it all out to Jasmine. Jasmine is hesitant to say anything but finally tells Lily, that she is actually very financial secure and living a very comfortable lifestyle thanks to a side job she does, being a cam girl....

This is the second part of the story.
Again, it's a slow burn. If you have not read part 1, I would suggest you do.
There is fetish content - if that's not your thing, please move on to something that is more to your taste.
Sitting on the train back to London, I promised myself that I would not hold regrets about my time with Sara ending. I had much to cherish, not least of which was that I'd scratched the itch about having sex with a woman - it had been amazing! I'd also discovered that being subm...

Lilia returned the next day. And the day after that.
Every afternoon, just as the sun began to dip and cast golden light across the studio's polished floor, she would slip through the doors with her sketchbook in hand and her heart fluttering like wings in her chest.
Celeste was always there -- already stretching or moving, as if her body couldn't sit still without music or momentum. And each day, she greeted Lilia the same way: a soft smirk, a tilt of her head, a look that said you came back for me....

Jo was at the sink with the last of the dishes. Kenny snored softly from his bed in the corner, oblivious to Jo's inner unraveling. He'd been snuffling around her heels earlier, waiting for dinner, tail thumping against the cabinets. Feeding him, patting his wiry head, watching him trot off satisfied--it had helped, for a minute. Something about the rhythm of it, the simplicity. A need she could meet without overthinking....

They say not to get your honey where you get your money. Then maybe whoever coined that aphorism had never met Vanessa, or Van as she preferred to be addressed. Honey didn't really capture the extent of her considerable allure, particularly as she wore her sexual preferences as a badge of honor - often literally - making me both jealous and ashamed of my own much less brave approach. Then my personality had always been to stay in the background, to be unremarkable, safety lay in such an approach....

We looked up at the scoreboard, 3-1 it read and I was devastated. The other girls on my team were upset and my coach just looked downright pissed off. I will admit it wasn't my best game. I struck out twice, missed a fly ball out in Left Field and was just generally not interested in the game.
Before you get all accusatory, it's not because I suck at Softball, quite the opposite actually. I have several D-1 scholarships I just hadn't committed to a school yet. Here I am, sitting on the end of the bench i...

The wind blew hot and low across the Marches of Kraal, tugging at cloaks no longer worn by the dead.
Bodies sprawled in every direction--armored, torn, twisted. The stink of iron and open gut rose in waves from the blood-soaked earth. Crows circled. The sun, swollen and dirty-orange, sagged between the jagged stone spires that crowned the valley like broken teeth. Shadows fell long. The day was nearly done....

The air in the dance studio shimmered faintly with warmth, sunlight filtering through the high arched windows. It smelled faintly of polished wood, sweat, and lavender. Lilia had only stepped inside to find a quiet place to sketch between classes -- she hadn't expected to see her.
The ballerina.
She stood alone in the center of the room, spine arched, one leg lifted in a perfect arabesque. Her skin gleamed under the light, her leotard clinging like a second skin. Muscles moved with feline grace beneat...

Part one - Brianna - Monday
Brianna Rollins turned off the shower, stepping out and drying herself. She had taken extra care this morning, as she had something of great importance to do. She ran her hand down, feeling the smooth, well-shaven pubic region. It was for Lauren Gregory, she wanted her cunny to look pretty and well kept for her eyes....

A lot of my contemporaries seem content with settling down and being OLD. They let themselves go, they have health issues, they have grandchildren or even great grandchildren. They say they don't want to give it all up, but it looks to me like they're waiting for death to take them!
I took decent care of myself. I'm not a fat, sick old lady. I'm a skinny old lady who may not look exactly hot any more but I still feel young! I still swim and walk and I kept my late husband happy even when he was having so...

Author's Note: I am open to feedback. I read every comment.
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It's just a movie, Celina reminded herself. She had stared at her closet for too long. Casual. No-pressure. Just wear what you usually wear, she told herself.
Kenny let out a sharp bark from his spot on the bed, as if to chastise her for her indecision. The little terrier mix stood up, sniffed her leg, and flopped back down with a huff....

Robin's Train Adventure
"Attention passengers, the Silver Meteor en route to Miami now boarding on track 4", the speaker announced.
Robin sprinted to the gate and boarded the train. "Nabbed two seats in the fourth car", she texted Angela, "will save you one!"
"Thanks!" Replied Angela. "I got on in the ninth car, I think? ????... Will make my way there! Don't let anyone get my seat. ????????‍♀️"...

Comparative Analysis of Electoral Systems.
Caitlyn read the title of the assignment for the fourth time, tapping her fingers on her desk. The essay was due in a few days, but it was unlikely for Caitlyn to leave things until the last minute. She typed a few words, then deleted them. The list of recommended reference books taunted her....

"Left. Left. Left. Left", Miriam repeated in her head as the gorgeous brunette ruthlessly passed on one man after the other, each looking more pathetic than the last. Clad in her skimpy workout gear, a revealing white sports bra and a small pair of black shorts, meant that the cold air of her apartment mingled wonderfully with the sweat on her toned, athletic body and made her incredibly horny. Her stiff nipples tented through her bra which struggled mightily to keep her impressive tits encased....

The Alcove and The Afterglow
Chapter 1
"Searching For Something"
Her
She's been awake for a while, lying still beneath the weight of unfamiliar blankets in a room that smells like lavender soap, vanilla candles and someone else's memories. The silence is too complete and it takes a moment for her to realise that this means it's still too early for the owners to have emerged from their private area of the B&B. Converted from an old farmhouse, it's small, with just two rooms for guests in the main...

This is the last part of a story which continues Chloe's timeline from "Riding With Dirty Girls," and "Chloe Rides Again." You can probably get something out of the sex scenes in isolation, but for background, you probably need to have read the other series' first.
This is a work of fiction. A figment of the author's imagination. It is not meant to be big on realism. It's a fantasy. The culture around world-class women's cycling probably isn't a hotbed of lesbian lust, but wouldn't it be fun if it were?...

Britt's eyes fluttered open, and she drew a sharp, startled breath.
She stared up at the canopy of the four-poster bed, dotted with golden stars her mother had sewn on years ago, some of those, like her, now hanging by a thread. She was tangled in tangy wet sheets, alternately shivering and sweating. It was still dark and she wondered how long she'd been asleep....

Beyond the Palace
by Davina Lee
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Author's Note
In the last chapter, we found out you really don't want to get between a wolf mother and her girl pup. This holds particularly true when you're a knife-wielding thug from The Palace. The jaws of the wolf show no mercy.
And you probably don't want to mess with the shrine maidens either. Even disarmed, they're a vicious lot and are likely to send you home with a limp after a good kick to the kneecap....

The taxi pulled away, leaving Caitlin standing looking up at an elegant limestone building in Nice's Carré d'Or district. The heat had just started to go from the mid-afternoon sun as it started its descent towards the horizon, but as Caitlin took a deep breath it was the light and the smell, the scent of the warm sea air, that really captivated her. She smiled and took another deep breath... this was it....

When I lost my job last week I was sure that would be the end for me. I couldn't afford to miss rent again and started selling off my belongings. I didn't have any other options lined up. That's when Harry and Amanda extended a hand of kindness to me. I've always looked up to them. They were two beautiful people inside and out....