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Note to Self

Note to Self

Anna’s First-Time Lesbian Fantasy

Book 1 of Sapphic Letters
8,300 words; Published: November 29, 2014
F~F / Cons / Lesbian
Susan was like a drug — Anna only needed a taste, and now she can’t get enough.

Sparks fly when straight moms Anna and Susan meet for the first time. They're both petite and feminine, but Anna is exotically gorgeous with Mediterranean skin and mahogany eyes, while Susan is a prim and elegant yummy mommy who is blissfully unaware of the stolen glimpses she offers at her silky underwear.

Anna had never felt so wet! How did we even come to be undressed? And the touching! 

 

It had all started out so innocent, but when Susan removed her bra, everything changed.

 

Anna had never been attracted to another woman, but now she couldn't look away. And nor did she want to! There was something deeply magnetic about sexy Susan, perhaps her alabaster skin or her perky bust, maybe it was sassy bounce of her silky blonde hair. All

 

Anna knew was that for the first time ever, she longed for the touch – and the taste! – of another woman.

 

Confused, her mind spinning, Anna misses the chance to bury herself in Susan's soft, feminine curves. But when she's offered a second chance – an opportunity to explore Susan's ripe body in the consequence-free safety of a lucid dream – she seizes it and opens herself completely those knowing fingers and the sensual warmth of her womanly lips and tongue.

Sapphic Letters is an epic tale of unexpected lesbian romance. It’s the story of a chance spark that kindles into bi-curiosity and transforms the lives of two straight women. Through three scorching books, we see them try to first deny their fantasies, then accept, and finally embrace the explosive, Sapphic lust that threatens to consume them.

Once again I am floored by your command of language and imagery. And I am delighted by this sensitive, multi-shaded examination of the complexity of human sexuality. The confusion, the self-questioning, by a woman whose life and sexual patterns were (she thought) straightforward and plain is palpable. 

 

Thank you for a deeper reading of what it means to be a sexual being with complex and complicated feelings about herself, her inclinations, and her beliefs about herself and her world. 

 

As always, I'm simply left to shake my head in admiration.

 

BurningMonkey- Literotica

The Author's Story

My inspiration for Note To Self came from the Literotica Story Ideas forum. A member – I won’t say who – posted an idea for a story where two straight, married mothers meet at a kids’ function. From one woman’s point of view there was a spark – and she felt that the feeling was reciprocated – but how could she be sure? The story as I remember was to be about her confusion and her emotional journey, and perhaps ultimately her coupling with the other woman. The two characters were to both be petite (5’3” – 5’4”, 110 – 120lbs); a brunette in law enforcement who could sometimes come across as intimidating, and a blonde, career-driven doctor.

 

I’m not sure whether she came out and said it or if I made it up, but I believe the plot to be based on a real situation that was happening to the original poster of the idea. She would never have the courage to act on her feelings, but she wanted to see them played out in a story. Within a couple of days she removed the idea post, telling me later in an email that she was getting unwanted attention.

 

I engaged with her via personal message to flesh out characters and plot, but either she was unable to commit to the project or I was too pushy (or both), and we left it at that. Since then, it has been sitting in my ideas folder gathering dust, but I needed a break from my current writing project and my muse picked this as a mental palate-cleanser.

 

Note To Self is everything I could do with the original idea without dictating a progression of the story.

 

Update: Since posting it on Literotica, I was delighted that the original poster of the idea contacted me to praise the story. This gave me the prompting I needed to continue the story.

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