More wild true tales, by Blue Sleighty! Your old friends from Volume I, still kicking it up in Volume II! Catch the exciting conclusion of the story of Bette and Blue from 'The Blues Singer', in "The Disappearance"! Enjoy another sexy encounter from Joie and Blue in "The Dull Surprise"! Find out what happens, after Bette, for Blue in "My Liza"! See what happens, when Blue tries to 'go corporate' in, "Love Takes a Business Trip"! And, more terror from 'Ricki the cop' for Blue and Lisa, from 'The Personal Ad', in "Running Through The Hills"! New! Bad poetry from Blue's Broken Heart! Sexy, lesbian erotica with a plot, and good humor, from Blue Sleighty! Click link below to read stories for free in their entirety.
I boldly unbuttoned and opened Jill's jacket, her blouse, and then, unhooked her bra's front closure, exposing beautiful, creamy breasts. Jill made no move to stop me, and moaned with pleasure as I took her nipples into my mouth, one at a time, teasing the hard balls that her erect nipples had become with attention from my tongue.
Suddenly, I was overwhelmed with fear. I knew that what I was doing was extremely risky, and everything that I had could be lost in a heartbeat. I had to ask myself: Would what I was doing be worth it in the morning? I was pretty sure that I had already taken things too far. The answer I gave myself sobered me.
From My Liza:
Suddenly, Liza pulled off of the freeway. She took an exit, and drove down the feeder street into a parking lot that was empty. It was still only 6:30 in the morning, few people were on the road, and none near that parking lot. She threw Scarlett into park, and turned to me and said, "kiss me, Blue."
"Uhh?. What?" What the hell? I wrinkled my forehead with a puzzled look. I wasn't ready for a request like that, and certainly not from Liza. We had lived together for over three years, and although we often snuggled when we watched television, and gave each other hot oil massages, I never, EVER, entertained the thought of sex with Liza. I just never let myself go there.
"Kiss me."
From Running Through The Hills:
Catching my breath for a moment, I looked around at our good fortune.
"Huhmmm, . . . sweet!"
"What do you mean, 'sweet'?" Lisa looked around. "This place is deserted. How is this 'sweet'?
"Oh, please," I scoffed. "Where I come from - this just represents a free fleet of trucks. Just here for the taking." I walked towards the nearest truck.
"So, you are going to steal that truck?" Lisa sputtered in disbelief.
"No!" I answered, with an exasperated "tsk!" "I'm just going to borrow it."
I rolled my eyes at her. I continued towards the answer to our problem, rolling up my sleeves as we walked.
From, The Disappearance:
And then, for some reason, Bette said, "No matter what, Blue, I'll never forget you, and I will always love you." Soon we were both sobbing, though we never acknowledged why. Maybe it was the passion. Maybe the raw emotion stirred by what she said. Or, maybe, somehow we both knew.
"Shhh. Me, too, Bette. Me, too." I stood up, and pulled her up with me. C'mon girl, you have a show to do. No puffiness."
From, The Dull Surprise:
There were no customers sitting at any of the tables. I think we were starting to formulate a plan.
At the dark end of the street . . . played from the speakers overhead. We held each other on the dance floor, leaning back slightly. "You know, Blue, there's a bathroom over by the back bar." Joie nodded towards it, and grinned.
"Baby," I frowned, "that would be awfully tacky."
Excerpt
Austin, Texas is the home of outstanding creativity. Great minds retreat there to remain unshackled and left to explore and practice in their naturally drawn curiosities. Hungry souls seeking knowledge and 'refusing the bit', artists and craftsmen of all genres and mediums reside there as living efforts of brave and courageous self expression. The concentration of intelligence, creativity and talent is powerful. It will make your volt meter register, your geiger counter crackle, and your level go about half a bubble off plumb. The spirit of Texas is not a slogan made up by some marketing company. The spirit of Texas involves energy, attitude, and a state of mind. The integrity is there, it's just hard to trust when found within an otherwise cocky and rebellious nature. And, you either like it, or you don't.
Professional Reviews
My Liza
Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater 10/28/2005
It would take a gorgeous Texas lesbian to write this story, and one did, Blue ... Blue Sleighty. As far as I am concerned, Blue is the road map to lesbian erotica. She knows her way around this genre. She gives good directions, takes us off the pavement once in a while, cools us off in the water, and she NEVER gets us lost, a woman who knows her area. The thing I find most alluring is her spontaneity in which she totally takes us on an erotic road carnival and when you think you're on the Ferris wheel, she turns you on to the roller coaster. She delivers her stories with plot and passion. Thanks Blue.
The Disappearance
Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater 10/15/2005
The strong introduction sets this story apart from all other lesbian erotica that I have read. You just don't see descriptions of location and a brief geographical background present in lesbian erotica. This is why Blue Sleighty is at the top of her genre. The first two brief paragraphs enhances the story and sets the mood.
From a cinematic standpoint, this story has an incredible plotline. Blue has tapped into the political arena here by way of lesbian erotica that has a very strong, worthy element of cross-over to Lesbian-Movie-of-the Week. Talent, we call it! It's like Blue said, "You either like it, or you don't. I do!
Sage
My Secret Obsession Erotic Lesbian Stories
A REVIEW OF BLUE SLEIGHTY’S “MY SECRET OBSESSION” by Jacqueline Aguilera
And, I didn't want to give up my life for anyone else's dreams. I wanted to live and explore and learn. I wanted to know EVERYTHING and go everywhere. And, I wanted to be in charge of my own life, my own money, and make my own decisions and be me (The Retreat, My Secret Obsession).
She can take you from tale to emotion in less than eight seconds, and when she’s ready to do it, the process doesn’t include searching through a linguistic thicket. Blue has the unique capability to express in a few precise and well-chosen words what it takes other writers multiple sentences, paragraphs or even chapters to portray. Not that she’s short on her stories. Each tale is packed with intriguing storylines, stunning visuals, and expressions on every page that add fuel to the Texas wildfire she has spiritedly set herself.
When you read her work, you quickly find that Blue is Texas’ answer to Don Juan with an attitude. Women want her. Men want to be her. No one can have her unless she wants to be had, and it’s always on her terms. From her first true love and true heartbreak, Bette, to the women that come and go and come again, we find in Blue what we wish our lives could be like if we could do it a second time around.
Just minding her business seems to be the best time for something exciting to drop into Blue’s lap, at times literally! Behind a bar or behind the wheel of a “borrowed” truck, Blue makes her own way and does it with unforgettable flare. With honest, down-to-the-nut-cuttin’ wit and wisdom, Blue’s adventures are larger than life as she goes head to head with dangerous characters, exciting situations, and even more dangerously exciting women.
Because of the genre, the first word that comes to mind is sex, but Blue has written so much more. The secret obsession is not the obvious. What ties each chapter, each stop along the way, each lover, and even each adversary, is the road. Blue Sleighty’s secret obsession appears to be the journey itself. She is a traveler, who with special guests or more permanent companions, continues to seek what’s over the next hill.
Even her favorite part of Texas, The Hill Country, is more than meets the eye. Blue’s Hill Country is a metaphor for life, rolling and somewhat rugged, a surprise waiting at just the right moment when you can survey the wondrous beauty of a valley bursting with wild flowers or face a road that suddenly ends and leads nowhere, both revealed only after you have reached the top. Only after you’ve gotten there.
In Blue’s world, anything can happen in a moment’s notice. In Blue’s world, it’s Mama who is “the rolling stone,” and with her books in our hands, we get to roll right along with her.
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Reviews for "My Secret Obsession Erotic Lesbian Stories, Volume II"
Reviewed by Brown Kapoor
1/31/2010
Hey Blue.
You certainly know the erotica and how to write it, the way i like, slow, sensuous, erotic and the sex scenes make me hard
i always luved the lesbian sex, though i am a male, i like it very slow, seductive and very very intense, i would also like to write a gr8 lesbian story one day and u will be my inspiration
I enjoyed reading this page, and Blu! You are amazing, I felt a rush between my thighs as I read each line, from the middle on. Sage added to the illusions I was feeling! I would buy 1, 2,3 ++++ And...
If I can find room in our sm. place I will. I love your way of writing, you take us right there with you/Etc. Totally and utterly satisfying, I need to go and pleaseeeeeee... Warm HuGs and Kisses 2 where it counts most, Sheee
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Your Holidays and Be SAfe and STay Happy & Healthy!
You write from the creative true source from within you. While the true images of these stories add much to your craft of lesbian erotica, you're an incredibly sublime beauty with an erotic, steamy side which adds to the sexy formula of your lesbian erotica genre!
I congratulate you on the release of My Secret Obsession Erotic Lesbian Stories, Volume II and wish you continued success and climbing sales that your first volume is generating.
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