Veronica was bagging groceries at Poole-Biscoe and was slowly becoming bored out of her skull. She had been working for six hours straight with no break and hardly any customers. It would be four more hours before the day was over and she could go home and relax. She sighed in exasperation.
“Can I get that double bagged?” a melodic voice asked. Veronica grumbled and double bagged the groceries. It was only when she handed the groceries to the customer that her mood brightened.
Veronica handed the bags to the customer. She noticed that the customer was tattooed on both of her wrists and the tattoos seemed to twist up and around her arm, hidden under the sleeves of her shirt.
“They’re all connected,” the woman said.
“Huh,” Veronica said, looking up into the customer’s face.
The woman had startling green eyes with subtle flecks of gold. She also had wild, unruly, wavy raven hair down to her waist. She noticed Veronica admiring her and waited until Veronica had taken her in to repeat herself.
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Abby banged her shin painfully on a chair in her haste to escape the conference room. She looked around to see if anyone had noticed. No one seemed to have, so she fled the room gratefully. It was altogether too hot and stuffy in there, and the director of Tech Support was altogether too distracting.
Walking back to her office made her a little steadier on her feet. Since her recent promotion to supervisor in Accounting, Abby rated an office instead of a peon-cubicle. Not that it was any bigger than a cubicle, but it did have the benefit of some added privacy. She could goof off without worrying about people happening to look over her shoulder at her monitor to see that her “quarterly report” looked suspiciously like an astrology webpage.
Abby settled in front of her computer, still a little warm from having to sit across from Laura Taylor for an entire 2-hour meeting. “I hope I didn’t blush too obviously when she started fiddling with that pen,” she thought. “That’s the trouble with fair skin; blushing is always so noticeable. But, really, she has a very erotic way of sucking on the end of her pen. And of walking. And opening a briefcase. It’s just not fair.”
She opened up her email program and drafted an email to her friend Jonathon. “New update on the crush situation: Sat across from Laura in our weekly management meeting this morning. I think you’re wrong about getting over this the more I work with her. Today she took off her jacket and had a sleeveless top on underneath-and she’s got the most beautiful biceps! God, butch women are gorgeous. If she’s not queer, she’s at least gotta be used to women hitting on her. Wish I could risk being out at this company so I could find out. Sometimes I sit at meetings and wonder if she’d like to tie me up and fuck me. Or what it would take to make her lose all that cool control. And then I hope to hell no one can read my mind! See you soon, Jon. And you owe me an update on that guy Chris you keep talking about.”
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I can feel the sun beat down on me, causing little beads of perspiration to dot my skin as I continue to work in my garden. If there is anything I love in this world, it’s working in my garden. The feel of the earth sliding through my fingers and smell of the fresh dirt–I find it all very erotic in many ways, and maybe that’s why Joe is such an avid fan of my gardens. Roses in one corner, chrysanthemums in another. A rippling fountain in the middle. Sage and spices perfume the air. Everything flower that you can name grows wild here in my paradise. Morning glories cling to an arch that serves as a gateway to my paradise. It is truly one of the most beautiful places to be, surrounded by the orgasmic flow of nature at its best. I work in my garden each day, but this morning as I plunge my spade into the soft ground, I can feel something different on the wind.
A wind of change, I think to myself. It inspires a chuckle as does most of my thoughts. I come from a long line of healers–those that believe that the cure to all ills comes from Mother Earth. Like all the women in my family, I was brought to the conclusion early that life comes from the earth. Hence my time and my love for my garden. Joe thinks I’m crazy, but honestly, I don’t care.
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One day TJ invited Veronica over for a light lunch of salad, salmon, and angel hair pasta. Veronica came to the door of TJ’s apartment and knocked. She found that the front door was open and walked in. The whole apartment was dark, but she could hear noises coming from a few rooms away.
She walked through the apartment, turning on lights, and finally came to TJ’s living room. She turned on the lights and gasped in surprise. TJ was sitting on the couch kissing Randi. They both seemed completely oblivious to Veronica standing in the doorway.
At first Veronica was outraged, both at TJ’s betrayal and at Randi’s infidelity. But then her anger began to turn into arousal as she realized how tantalizing the scene was; the older, tougher butch, dominating the younger, shy butch. TJ held Randi so tightly that there was no hope of her escaping. Randi let out quiet little moans as TJ nibbled on her lower lip. Finally they pulled apart and motioned for Veronica to join them on the couch.
“What’s going on?” Veronica asked.
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Months later, Veronica and TJ went their separate ways. TJ found Veronica to be vapid and Veronica found TJ to be possessive and innately cruel. However, they remained on good terms and still occasionally slept together.
Veronica wanted to meet other gays and lesbians so she joined MidNorthEastWestern University’s Gays and Lesbians group. She knew that she would meet people who would accept her and understand her there. She met many lasting friends at the Gays and Lesbians group and so she always looked forward to their meetings. Some times she even brought rice crispy squares.
One week, she came in a little late and there was only one seat available, next to a newcomer. She sat down next to the newcomer and introduced herself.
“Hi,” she said. “I’m Veronica. What’s your name?”
“I’m Randi,” the newcomer said.
“Well isn’t that a nice name,” Veronica said smiling as she took Randi in. Randi had short brown hair, cut like a man. She had big brown eyes and an earring through her eyebrow. She was dressed in a white wifebeater shirt and baggy men’s trousers. Randi noticed Veronica looking and looked down, which confused Veronica. At the end of the meeting, Randi was about to leave when Veronica stopped her.
“I’m planning on ordering some Japanese food tonight,” Veronica said. “And I don’t have anyone to share it with. Would you like to join me?” Randi nodded her head yes.
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TJ took Veronica out for dinner and a movie a few weeks later and on the ride home, she stopped the car in a random driveway.
“Where are we going?” Veronica asked.
TJ silenced Veronica with a kiss, which Veronica responded to passionately. TJ, sensing Veronica’s submission, used her weight to pin Veronica against the car door where she could not get away.
TJ began to roughly squeeze and fondle Veronica’s small breasts, making her groan in pleasure. When Veronica groaned, TJ pressed her even closer against the door. The car door handle digging into her back made Veronica gasp in pain, but TJ’s hands rudely massaging her flesh made her forget her pain.
TJ put her thigh between Veronica’s thighs and began to press against her pussy until Veronica began to hump her leg like a bitch in heat. Then TJ stopped, smiling wickedly.
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The next night when Veronica showed up at TJ’s apartment, TJ said, “I have a surprise for you.”
“I love surprises!” Veronica said.
TJ led her into the bedroom and said, “Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” Veronica said.
“Then close your eyes.” Veronica obeyed and felt a sudden cold pressure on her wrists. Handcuffs.
“What’s going on?” Veronica asked, frightened.
“You said that you would trust me,” TJ said. “Now, here. Close your eyes again. If you cooperate, you’re going to really have fun.”
TJ blindfolded Veronica and led her to the bed. She helped Veronica to lay down.
“I’ll be right back,” TJ said.
TJ was gone for a few minutes and Veronica was just starting to become worried when TJ came back. TJ slowly undressed Veronica and then ran her hands over Veronica’s body, making sure not to give Veronica any release. Soon Veronica was wet, writhing, and ready, with hard nipples pointing towards the ceiling.
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Veronica Love arrived at college nervous and full of fear. She had never before been away from home and already missed her loving father and stern mother. But at the same time, she was excited. She knew that MidNorthEastWestern University would give her opportunities she could not find at home.
Since she was very young, Veronica knew she was different from other girls. While her friends dreamed of boys, Veronica dreamed of her friends. She had to keep her feelings a secret back home, but she knew that in college, she could find other girls like her.
Veronica Love walked through her first day of classes dazed and lost. She had never before been in such a large building with so many students. As she rushed down the hallway to make it to her Anthropology course on time, she bumped into someone and fell down.
“You should watch where you’re going,” the person said, as they helped Veronica up.
Veronica looked up to see who was helping her, and went weak in the knees. It was a butch girl. She had seen them on TV before, and often yearned for them, but she had never seen one in person before. This woman had brown hair cut short like a man’s. She was wearing baggy men’s trousers and baggy T-shirt. She caught Veronica gazing at her and winked. Veronica blushed.
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My name is Kristen and this is the story of the only girl that I have ever been with. Her name is Tammy. We were best friends growing up and did everything together. Today we still are very close.
It all happened a few years ago. We were seniors in high school. Both of us had been sexually active since 9th grade. On early spring day we were in the back yard by the pool. We were always open and frank about our sex lives. We started talking about sex. Both of us had only been with 4 boys. As we discussed the sex that we had, it soon became apparent that it was not what we thought it should be. We had both been told by others how good it was and thought that maybe it was us. As the conversation continued, we both commented on how good it felt when we masturbated with our fingers and other items.
“Maybe it is not us. Maybe it is them.” said Tammy.
“I know it feels good when I get myself off.” I replied.
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The cold harsh weather outside had trapped Cassandra and I in this moutain cabin for days now. Even though we were just friends I soon developed a passionate thing for her. I was unsure if she noticed it or not but I had been fantasizing about her all weekend long.
“Hey Trish, what are you thinking about?”, she asked me.
I popped out of my daydream. “Oh uh, nothing, just lost my track of thought, that’s all. I am just so tired of being indoors that’s all”, I said to her with a grin. She suggested we play some board games we had brought along for our trip.
“Well let’s make the best of this and play some Twister. Whadda ya say, Trish, you game?”
“Sure, why not, anything is better than this shit!” I said with my hopes set on getting close her to her sexy body.
We laid out the plastic board and took off our shoes. We had on our cami’s and shorts and socks. I saw her nipples hard with the air that had obviously carressed her warm breasts. It sent a tingle to my pussy and I liked it. We spun the board a few times and got into some twisted positions. I had my arm over hers and her legs were under me now. I felt my legs and arms started to shake a bit. Partially because of her closeness to me and partially from the strange position. I knew I would fall any moment now…and sure enough I did.
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