Lesbian quickie Stories

It's a Friday night in June, and Dukes, our local music venue, is heaving. The place reeks of sweat, leather, spilt beer and whisky. 'The pit', the small audience area six or so steps below the bar area, is absolutely heaving with bodies. Tonight's band Shameless isn't a tribute band, but they are paying homage big time to all the glorious Los Angeles hair metal bands of the 80s. They look the part. More eyeliner than mos...

I was in Brenda’s dressing room, staring into her full-length mirror. Noises were coming down the corridor from my girlfriend's kitchen. It was where a late breakfast was being eaten, but I was not ready to join them. There was too much merriment going on in there. I needed to think about last night and what happened. There had been Rainbow’s, Brenda’s entertainment, the stage show, and my girlfriend sleeping with Jaz. Bu...

Tess paused at the door of the salon. She passed it every day, seeing the women go in and come out, and thought of the image in the glass. Deciding it wouldn’t hurt to ask, she went inside. The stylist looked over at her and smiled. She was a tall, busty woman with ebony skin and a huge ass, the black tights struggling to hold their seams and the neon green blouse ready to burst its buttons. “Yes, darling? Can I help you?...