Fan Fiction

    This story has been set to a rating of R. Age verification is required to proceed.

    Age Verification

    I am years of age as of today, November 14, 2026

    Enter your current age into the field provide above. Stories with a rating of R or NC-17 may contain material not suitable for children. LesFan requires that all individuals wishing to read these stories confirm they are of at least 17 years of age. LesFan uses the MPAA rating labeling system for all stories.

    LesFan will also make a best attempt to filter profane words in stories that are not rated R or NC-17 unless the individual confirms they are of at least 17 years of age.

    LesFan uses the following rating scale for stories.






    Submit

    Interesting Positions 4

    While it had seemed like such a good idea, in retrospect, it was a really bad idea. Well, not really bad. Not even half bad.

     

    As Bette felt the sleeping blonde woman’s naked body mold against her own, she was having a difficult time thinking of any sorts of bad thoughts. About anything. Anyone.

     

    The world was an ethereal land that barely existed outside of the cocoon of Tina’s bedroom.

     

    (continuing…)

     

    The plan had seemed like such a simple one.

     

    Spa.

     

    Who didn’t love a day at the spa?

     

    A day skin treatments, massage. A day of being treated like a queen.

     

    A day of showing a lot of skin.

     

    At first it was gentle teasing. A little extra slip of the towel now and again. Getting caught glancing, looking for those slips.

     

    All of that was contained, though. Containable. Until it was time to bring Tina back to her apartment.

     

    Bette, having driven Tina the day before, drove her back. At Tina’s request and to ease Tina’s thoughts about returning, she accompanied the blonde up to the unit to ensure that it was, at this point, Eric-free.

     

    The new key worked, and everything seemed fine. Very fine.

     

    A tour was required, just to ensure that all was fine. And what goes better with a tour than a bottle of red wine?

     

    So after the relaxation, augmented by just a little wine, the two of them found themselves on the couch. Talking. Cuddling.

     

    And then Tina ventured into dangerous territory.

     

    “Bette?”

     

    “Hmm?”

     

    “You know what I was thinking of during the massage?”

     

    “You were thinking of how relaxing your day was thanks to your, dare I say, girlfriend.”

     

    “Almost.” Tina started running her hand up and down Bette’s arms. “I was thinking what it would be like if it were my, dare you say, girlfriend, and you were touching me in that way.”

     

    “Did you go for a little extra in your massage, Tina.”

     

    “Not from the masseuse, but I think it’d have been different had it been my girlfriend.”

     

    “Would it now?” At this point Bette was well aware that things were way past ventured and deep into dangerous territory.

     

    Placing a kiss on Tina’s forehead, Bette ventured forward with, “where would you have wanted to be touched?”

     

    “Well,” Tina took hold of Bette’s hand, and placed a kiss in the palm, then pressed the hand against her breast. “I think you’ve already been introduced to a couple of the places.”

     

    The feel of Tina’s nipple hardening through her thin shirt made Bette’s breath catch; a reaction she could not hide.

     

    “As for the rest,” Tina pushed Bette’s hand lower, leaving it just above the junction between her legs before letting go. “I’ll leave that to your imagination.”

     

    “I have a very good imagination.”

     

    “So you say,” Tina teased.

     

    Bette took a light hold of Tina’s hand. “T. Tina. I want you to be sure about this.”

     

    “I know how you make me feel, Bette.” Tina leaned in closer to Bette, and gave a lick to the brunette’s earlobe. “I’m sure about that.”

     

    With that contact, all allusions of keeping things safe went out of Bette’s brain.

     

    Fuck safe.

     

    But Tina was not a fuck. Tina was the woman to whom Bette was going to make love.

     

    “Your room,” Bette whispered, nuzzling into Tina’s neck.

     

    The women struggled to their feet, neither wanting to break their embrace. Most clothing was shed en route, marking the path.

     

    Once inside the bedroom, naked, Bette faced Tina and took hold of her hands. “You’re so beautiful.”

     

    Again, the blush rose on Tina’s cheeks. “I’m not the most beautiful woman in this room,” she responded shyly.

     

    Bette closed the distance between them. “You are to me.”

     

    She sealed the sentiment with a kiss. Then, after lowering Tina to the bed, Bette expressed to Tina how much she truly felt for the woman who had so quickly captured her heart.

     

    (the end)

    Comments

    1. Nawwwwww, you can’t be serious, this is just starting and getting very, very interesting, you can’t end it now. Of course, you can, it’s your story but, please give us more. PPS

    2. I love anticipation just as much as the next gal, but the free fall at the end was just a bit too much for me to take! Please fill in the blanks for those of us not as talented! xxoo

    3. Hey pseud, Say it isn’t so. This can’t be the last chapter of this BnT beginning. It was so funny and cute. Please continue. Your audience just demand it. Many thanks from Your Loyal Fan.

    4. Ok..I am catching up here…the last chapter was just down right mean and then you say “the end” are you trying to kill us? If this is the end..I hope you have another story ready to go.

    5. Luvverly, dear pseud, but I’m afraid I must repeat rivergirl’s question, without as many question marks… “the end?” We were just getting warmed up. Ah, well. Thanks for the story. (sequel?)

    6. The end. Oh, pseud, you’re ever the tease. I already told you about the need for an NC-17 and it’s clear with only a few other commenters at this that I am not alone in this opinion.

    Leave a Reply