Lesbian Stories

An intern at a publishing company discovers that the ‘fictional’ sci-fi stories of her favorite writer are all based upon reality.

She and her lover shop for an anniversary present for her husband. This is a companion story to Anniversary Afternoon. Illustrated.

Tracy has fantasies about a goth girl she sees on the train but finds out that fantasy and reality are two different things in the worst possible way

A hot math teacher's private humiliation at the hands of her lesbian student.

A sleazy former law enforcement officer finds the perfect job for him, running a live porn show website. He takes sexy care of his camgirl employees and their teen daughters, since he's a "nice guy." Several scenes include teens drinking, smoking, and/or screwing.

Xavier Johns continues his explorations into consensual incest between adults. Convinced by his mentor, Peter Peterson, Brisbane's King of Porn, Xavier finally relents and begins searching for suitable Dad/Daughter couples.

"You really are a worthless fucking cunt." Spoken to her by her mother, Monica couldn't wait to get the older lady home. It started with the piss in the fridge. The threats to take her back to the mental hospital if she didn't take her pills. The straps waiting for her in the bed. And then the forced sex, the blowjob to her son, and more. EXTREME!!

After breaking down from the pressures of university life, I decided to return home for the first time since the COVID. Only to stumble upon how my family coped during hard time of the pandemic. Then I discovered that my mom and little sister are actually and totally not related to me and my dad. Is this merely a convenient excuse for their actions? Last but not least, they want me to join in!

Jennifer loves her husband, but she is haunted by her passion for another woman. She can't think of a resolution, a good outcome. She doen't know what to do. A sad, slow story of love, passion, and commitment.

"Why don't you take your nose out of that book and look at all this crumpet?" asked Danny. "What?" I replied. "Look, I've got to finish this before my exam next week." "I just wish I had your good looks," mused Danny. "What?" I said again. "Good looks, what rubbish." "Hey, it's not rubbish that all the good looking birds keep giving you the eye," he observed. "And you're too busy to notice."