Tattoos may tell you something about someone's personality but, for me, they are not a turn per se. Personality is the key to attraction in my book.

I simply don't understand why she should lose her right to privacy. Naive she may be but naivety is no sin whereas the taking of pictures and then publishing them is just plain graceless. The public should refuse to buy the rags that carry such pictures but, as we all know, far too many people will want to see them. Now, I like a nude woman as much as the next lesbian does (lol) but I prefer my pictures to be of volunteers rather than victims.

Of course I have! Like Cindy, it always makes me horny if i write the scenes well

Olivia's comment is so wise - trouble is wisdom goes out the window when i see a tall woman in a dark business suit

some people are irresistible!

thank you - loved it

Of course we do

Explain to me the logic of how a beautiful thing becomes used as a harsh invective?

of course I have! Doesn't everyone now and then?

Time can drag sometimes. I stood at the front door of my flat, watching Tilda walk away. She didn’t look back, but I bet she knew that I continued to watch her. It wasn’t until she had turned the corner at the end of the road that I opened my door and went inside. I threw off my coat and dropped into a chair. I was tired, who wouldn’t be? I decided the laundry could wait and I went to...

Added 16 Apr 2013 | Category Lesbian | Votes 7 | Avg Score 4.71 | Views 1,066 | 2 Comments

Tilda was sleeping, her hair spread luxuriantly across her pillow. I sat up and in the half light looked at her. I had only once had sex with a woman on the first occasion that I met her. That was when I was travelling in Asia and met an Australian woman about my age. We were staying in the same hotel and met in the bar. She said she was alone, as I was, and asked if I would like to have...

Added 12 Apr 2013 | Category Lesbian | Votes 8 | Avg Score 4.75 | Views 1,465 | 2 Comments

I sometimes write for a local amateur dramatic company. My aim is to write for the available cast, rather than script a play and for them, then, to find people to play the parts. This isn’t as easy as I had hoped but it seems to work sometimes so I probably write something for them once a year. The process is simple, however. The group arranges a meeting, usually in a room in a pub so...

Added 11 Apr 2013 | Category Lesbian | Votes 7 | Avg Score 4.86 | Views 1,067 | 3 Comments

We had been in Paris for a few days and become lovers. Angela was an amazingly exciting lover and I was on a distinct high when I got home. Cloudsley, my cat, was aloof and distant when I got back. Sir Cloudsley Shovell was one of my Dad’s heroes. He’d managed to sink an entire squadron of ships in 1707 off the Isles of Scilly and, as a result of his misfortune, the race to develop a...

Added 18 Jan 2013 | Category Lesbian | Votes 10 | Avg Score 4.5 | Views 1,590 | 3 Comments

My boss, Angela and I had become lovers during a business trip to France. It had always been a rule of mine never to mix work and romance but in her case the two were inseparable. She was a fabulous lover and after that first night in the Hotel du Roi our trip of three days became a mix of meetings, dinners and bed. I woke up the morning after our arrival still in her bed. I woke up because...

Added 11 Jan 2013 | Category Lesbian | Votes 16 | Avg Score 4.69 | Views 2,521 | 7 Comments

I almost whooped when I got the letter.  There was I, single, 30 and jobless following the collapse of the company where I had worked as PA to the Managing Director. He was a sweet man, fifty or so and devotedly married to a woman of sixty who had borne him three deeply loved daughters. I almost became a part of his family, welcomed by wife and children and accepted. The day I received...

Added 09 Jan 2013 | Category Lesbian | Votes 18 | Avg Score 4.94 | Views 2,561 | 10 Comments

I may have given the impression that all in Mistress Pickles’ household was, as it were, idyllic. It would, I now conjecture, be naïve to assume that a house full of women such as it was would be so. In fact there were tensions. Not all the ladies were as pleasant as Maria or Bella. There were times of great boredom and we were somewhat restricted because of the necessary secrecy surrounding...

Added 26 Oct 2012 | Category Lesbian | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 897 | 2 Comments

Donna and the Fish ‘It’s all a matter of juxtaposition.’ Donna looked exquisite. It was another exhibition at her gallery and she was wearing a beautiful pair of black, high cut trousers supported by red braces over a white shirt beneath which was a white, silk camisole. When earlier I had commented how beautiful she looked, she said, ‘I have to conceal my nipples, College. If...

Added 16 Oct 2012 | Category Lesbian | Votes 7 | Avg Score 4.86 | Views 977 | 4 Comments

The scene is a beautiful hotel in the wilds of the Somerset Levels. It is a warm, late summer evening and the sun is setting over the hazy landscape. It is the occasion of my friend, Jess’s hen night and it is a quiet and small affair of perhaps nine of her closest friends. Relaxed and informal we have been sitting, talking and drinking in the lounge overlooking the hotel’s garden and across...

Added 15 Oct 2012 | Category Lesbian | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,262 | 4 Comments

Donna and the Work of Art Donna’s new job led to a number of good things. The gallery in which she worked was nearer to my home than her own and so she was inclined more often to stay over with me. She’d stay a night or two and leave her laundry for me to do. I didn’t mind. I really enjoyed her company, her mind and her body. Another benefit was that she took me occasionally to exhibitions...

Added 09 Oct 2012 | Category Lesbian | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,033 | 3 Comments