Category: Vintage

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Lesbian Wives by Lisa Robbins

Lisa Robbins | Lesbian Wives | A psycho-sex study

LESBIAN…

Women who desire the best of both worlds want a home and family and the love of their man-while they s

Posted in Pulp Vintage

Mask Of Night by Michael Norday

Michael Norday | Mask Of Night | (janet goes to the mardi gras and meets clair) ( Innocent in Mardi Gras comes under the spell of a dominatrix …)

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Carnal Cargo by Barry Devlin

Barry Devlin | Carnal Cargo | We are unable to provide a description at this time.

Posted in Pulp Vintage

Lesbian Girl by Wanda Greene

Wanda Greene | Lesbian Girl | We are unable to provide a description at this time.

Posted in Erotica Vintage

Woman To Woman by Jeffery Rodman

Jeffery Rodman | Woman To Woman | From the back cover teaser: ‘Jean’s innocence wouldn’t have ever let her believe that her best friend, Sheila, was a lesbian and the head of a massiv

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The Homosexual Uprising by Eric Karlson

Eric Karlson | The Homosexual Uprising | In this frank, realistic book, Lesbianism’s growth can be readily seen. The furtive love affairs, the desirable women who disguise their true natures

Posted in Pulp Vintage

Lesbian Torture Trip by Dale McHenry

Dale McHenry | Lesbian Torture Trip | Lesbian S/M aboard a modern-day slave ship commanded by an evil bitch-goddess.

First line:

‘The day dawned clear and bright with a high s

Posted in Fiction Vintage

Cassandra at the Wedding by Dorothy Baker

Dorothy Baker | Cassandra at the Wedding | Cassandra’s identical twin, Judith, is to be married to a nice young doctor and Cassandra (brilliant, nervewracked, gay, miserable) is hell-bent on sa

Posted in Pulp Vintage

The Fire That Burns by Mark Tryon

Mark Tryon | The Fire That Burns | 1950’s style erotic reading about girls who pose for anything.

Posted in Fiction Vintage

Cassandra at the Wedding by Dorothy Baker

Dorothy Baker | Cassandra at the Wedding | ‘I’m not, at heart, a jumper; it’s not my sort of thing…I think I knew all the time I was sizing up the bridge that the strong possibility was I’d g