Lesbian Erotic Flash Fiction by Jolie

Lesbian Erotic Flash Fiction by Jolie
Inside Jolie's Head - 4/22/2007

40 Lashings
by Jolie du Pre
Copyright 2007

"If any of you losers spill the paint, I'll lash your bottom 20 times," the warden said, patting the whip in her hand. Anna liked the way the warden's red nails matched her red lips.

The women returned to their stations and tried to be careful. Yet within ten minutes, to the horror of her mates, Anna had paint everywhere; she had even thrown some at the ceiling.

"Well Miss Anna, it appears that 40 lashings will do for the likes of you."

Anna could hide the gush in her panties, but not her smile.

* * * *

Karen Elizabeth Lightfoot
by Jolie du Pre
Copyright 2003

Amy stuffed her belongings into her Honda and left Ohio to be with her lover Karen Elizabeth Lightfoot. Driving down the highway, she wondered if it was wise of her to live in the New Mexican desert with a beautiful Navajo.

They made love as soon as she arrived. Karen plunged her fingers deep into Amy's pussy, while Amy caressed Karen's long black hair, kissing her lips eagerly.

As the sun set behind the mountains, they chatted until the stars dotted the sky.

The next morning, lying in Karen's bed, Amy decided to never look back.

* * * * *

Devil's Food
by Jolie du Pre
Copyright 2007

Rebecca stood so close that her tits nearly touched my own as she licked the chocolate icing off her fingers. Cake? she asked. But my attention was on the red dress that hugged her curves like a candy wrapper.

She pulled me onto the dance floor, but we didn't stay. Instead we snuck into a private office. She closed the door and then sat in a chair, facing me.

"Denise, if you want it you had better come and get it."

I rushed over to her, fell to my knees, lifted the dress to her waist and ate my dessert.

* * * * *

Torch Song
by Jolie du Pre
Copyright 2003

I saw you enter the restaurant holding his hand. You told me you never wanted to see me again, so I didn't let you know I was there.

I watched you eat a bowl of fruit, and I remembered when I put my fingers in your mouth and fed you strawberries. You licked the juice off my skin.

"I'm not gay. There's nothing a woman can do for me."

That's what you told me.

But I wonder when he fucks you if you scream his name the way you did mine.

Jolie du Pre is an author of lesbian erotica and erotic romance
(Music for 4/22/2007 Blogging - Bjork)