u/Writerfriendyay

Good gay clubs and bars were hard to come by in my city. Straight girls galore, straight guys chasing the straight girls, by the time you found a queer girl you’d be smacked in the face with a comment like “youll love my boyfriend, he’s outside smoking cause he didn’t wanna pay $10 to get in.”

So color me surprised when I noticed a red light coming from an alleyway as I walked towards one of my usual haunts… and a bouncer outside a door. I didn’t go near at first, until I saw another older woman slink past me, towards the bouncer. She was gorgeous, and as she walked past, she winked at me… within moments she was past the bouncer, walking into through the door. Hmm…

Well, I figured that if there was anything dangerous, I had my pepper spray in my bag. I walked up to the bouncer, who eyes me up and down with a poker face. “Name?”

“Oh um, I actually was just wondering what this place is? I was just on my way to the Club nextdoor. It’s lesbian night, soo…”

His eye raised, as if I said just the right word. “ID?”

“Oh, umm-“ I fumbled with my purse, eventually pulling out my drivers license. The bouncer looked at it, and grunted.

“This club serves an older clientele of exclusively lesbian women, almost all in their 40s or up, but the ladies usually enjoy someone in their 20s here or there to keep things interesting. Just be careful, the women up there can be a bit… eager.”

I was a little confused by the man’s description. Older clientele? Overly eager? Hmmm…

…only women, huh?

“G-got it! I’m ready to go in.”

He nodded, opening the door to a staircase. “Welcome to club milf.”

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Heyyy! Straightforward prompt- I’m looking for someone willing to either play an older woman or GM the whole club for me. The idea is that this is kinda a classy, speakeasy type establishment for older lesbians to hang out, with a few girls like me to give something to look at and flirt with haha. I’m not looking for immediate sex, but lots of flirting and handsy women are very much desired ❤️

If this sounds fun to you, send me a DM with your ASL, kinks/limits, and what you wanna do with this prompt! Cis and trans women are accepted, as are nonbinary folks who identify as lesbians! Hope to chat sooooon!

“Babs, cmon! Do you really have to go all the way to metropolis for this case? What about college? Or me?”

Dick gave me a petulant look, the type he usually gives when I’m doing something he sees as dangerous or that pulls me away from him. This… was both. Harley Quinn had been spotted in metropolis, right after the Gotham city Science Museum reported a piece from their space exhibit missing… a 5 pound hunk of kryptonite. It wouldn’t take a genius to figure out the rough shape of her plan. I sighed, rolling my eyes before looking over at dick.

“First off… you don’t factor into this, we broke up, remember? Second, I can miss a week of college, midterms are still a ways away. Third… someone has to warn the kryptonians. They might need some help… plus, I’ll be able to visit Kara. I miss her…”

Dick snorted, “yeah, you miss her… whatever, go have fun. Me and Bruce will take care of Gotham while you’re galavanting around with your gal pal…”

There was a harshness in Dick’s voice, an insinuation. I really didn’t know what to say… well, because it was kinda true. Kara, aka supergirl, was… close to me. If Batman and Superman were stoic and reluctant partners, me and Kara were the dream team. I always jumped at the chance at a team up… I guess that’s kinda what I was doing now, huh? I mean… yeah, I liked her. She was amazing. She was…

I blushed, shaking my head. “I got to go. Tell Bruce in taking the bat-cycle.” I turned away, walking in the direction of the garage. Trying not to think of dick, or Kara, or… my feelings.

…

Hey! This is a plot I’ve had in the back of my head for a while. Batgirl and supergirl are such a common super-heroine pairing I see, but not as much as a proper ship. Today I’m doing it myself!

I see this as a bit of a slowburn prompt, with eventual erotic stuff but generally more superhero narrative stuff, flirting, pining, angst, all that good stuff. Our characters have super-crushes on each other, but the burden of not wanting to ruin the friendship. How will they overcome this fear? That’s what I want to explore!

Kink wise, I’m thinking this might be a bit of a more grounded plot, although I am pretty kinky so if you have any kinks you want to include feel free to run em by me. I’m a switch, so whatever dynamic works.

On the other hand, My main limits are: beastiality, gore, shit, and illegal stuff. So none of that, please.

This prompt is open to sapphics/lesbians of all sorts. Trans women are obviously women, anyone who says otherwise is a goober.

But yeah, let me know if you’re interested, if so feel free to send your asl, kinks, limits, and a description of where you wanna see this go. Talk soon!!!

“Babs, cmon! Do you really have to go all the way to metropolis for this case? What about college? Or me?”

Dick gave me a petulant look, the type he usually gives when I’m doing something he sees as dangerous or that pulls me away from him. This… was both. Harley Quinn had been spotted in metropolis, right after the Gotham city Science Museum reported a piece from their space exhibit missing… a 5 pound hunk of kryptonite. It wouldn’t take a genius to figure out the rough shape of her plan. I sighed, rolling my eyes before looking over at dick.

“First off… you don’t factor into this, we broke up, remember? Second, I can miss a week of college, midterms are still a ways away. Third… someone has to warn the kryptonians. They might need some help… plus, I’ll be able to visit Kara. I miss her…”

Dick snorted, “yeah, you miss her… whatever, go have fun. Me and Bruce will take care of Gotham while you’re galavanting around with your gal pal…”

There was a harshness in Dick’s voice, an insinuation. I really didn’t know what to say… well, because it was kinda true. Kara, aka supergirl, was… close to me. If Batman and Superman were stoic and reluctant partners, me and Kara were the dream team. I always jumped at the chance at a team up… I guess that’s kinda what I was doing now, huh? I mean… yeah, I liked her. She was amazing. She was…

I blushed, shaking my head. “I got to go. Tell Bruce in taking the bat-cycle.” I turned away, walking in the direction of the garage. Trying not to think of dick, or Kara, or… my feelings.

…

Hey! This is a plot I’ve had in the back of my head for a while. Batgirl and supergirl are such a common super-heroine pairing I see, but not as much as a proper ship. Today I’m doing it myself!

I see this as a bit of a slowburn prompt, with eventual erotic stuff but generally more superhero narrative stuff, flirting, pining, angst, all that good stuff. Our characters have super-crushes on each other, but the burden of not wanting to ruin the friendship. How will they overcome this fear? That’s what I want to explore!

Kink wise, I’m thinking this might be a bit of a more grounded plot, although I am pretty kinky so if you have any kinks you want to include feel free to run em by me. I’m a switch, so whatever dynamic works.

On the other hand, My main limits are: beastiality, gore, shit, and illegal stuff. So none of that, please.

This prompt is open to sapphics/lesbians of all sorts. Trans women are obviously women, anyone who says otherwise is a goober.

But yeah, let me know if you’re interested, if so feel free to send your asl, kinks, limits, and a description of where you wanna see this go. Talk soon!!!

“Babs, cmon! Do you really have to go all the way to metropolis for this case? What about college? Or me?”

Dick gave me a petulant look, the type he usually gives when I’m doing something he sees as dangerous or that pulls me away from him. This… was both. Harley Quinn had been spotted in metropolis, right after the Gotham city Science Museum reported a piece from their space exhibit missing… a 5 pound hunk of kryptonite. It wouldn’t take a genius to figure out the rough shape of her plan. I sighed, rolling my eyes before looking over at dick.

“First off… you don’t factor into this, we broke up, remember? Second, I can miss a week of college, midterms are still a ways away. Third… someone has to warn the kryptonians. They might need some help… plus, I’ll be able to visit Kara. I miss her…”

Dick snorted, “yeah, you miss her… whatever, go have fun. Me and Bruce will take care of Gotham while you’re galavanting around with your gal pal…”

There was a harshness in Dick’s voice, an insinuation. I really didn’t know what to say… well, because it was kinda true. Kara, aka supergirl, was… close to me. If Batman and Superman were stoic and reluctant partners, me and Kara were the dream team. I always jumped at the chance at a team up… I guess that’s kinda what I was doing now, huh? I mean… yeah, I liked her. She was amazing. She was…

I blushed, shaking my head. “I got to go. Tell Bruce in taking the bat-cycle.” I turned away, walking in the direction of the garage. Trying not to think of dick, or Kara, or… my feelings.

…

Hey! This is a plot I’ve had in the back of my head for a while. Batgirl and supergirl are such a common super-heroine pairing I see, but not as much as a proper ship. Today I’m doing it myself!

I see this as a bit of a slowburn prompt, with eventual erotic stuff but generally more superhero narrative stuff, flirting, pining, angst, all that good stuff. Our characters have super-crushes on each other, but the burden of not wanting to ruin the friendship. How will they overcome this fear? That’s what I want to explore!

Kink wise, I’m thinking this might be a bit of a more grounded plot, although I am pretty kinky so if you have any kinks you want to include feel free to run em by me. I’m a switch, so whatever dynamic works.

On the other hand, My main limits are: beastiality, gore, shit, and illegal stuff. So none of that, please.

This prompt is open to women and femmes of many flavors. I am a lesbian, so keep that in mind. Trans women are obviously women, anyone who says otherwise is a goober.

But yeah, let me know if you’re interested, if so feel free to send your asl, kinks, limits, and a description of where you wanna see this go. Talk soon!!!

“Babs, cmon! Do you really have to go all the way to metropolis for this case? What about college? Or me?”

Dick gave me a petulant look, the type he usually gives when I’m doing something he sees as dangerous or that pulls me away from him. This… was both. Harley Quinn had been spotted in metropolis, right after the Gotham city Science Museum reported a piece from their space exhibit missing… a 5 pound hunk of kryptonite. It wouldn’t take a genius to figure out the rough shape of her plan. I sighed, rolling my eyes before looking over at dick.

“First off… you don’t factor into this, we broke up, remember? Second, I can miss a week of college, midterms are still a ways away. Third… someone has to warn the kryptonians. They might need some help… plus, I’ll be able to visit Kara. I miss her…”

Dick snorted, “yeah, you miss her… whatever, go have fun. Me and Bruce will take care of Gotham while you’re galavanting around with your gal pal…”

There was a harshness in Dick’s voice, an insinuation. I really didn’t know what to say… well, because it was kinda true. Kara, aka supergirl, was… close to me. If Batman and Superman were stoic and reluctant partners, me and Kara were the dream team. I always jumped at the chance at a team up… I guess that’s kinda what I was doing now, huh? I mean… yeah, I liked her. She was amazing. She was…

I blushed, shaking my head. “I got to go. Tell Bruce in taking the bat-cycle.” I turned away, walking in the direction of the garage. Trying not to think of dick, or Kara, or… my feelings.

…

Hey! This is a plot I’ve had in the back of my head for a while. Batgirl and supergirl are such a common super-heroine pairing I see, but not as much as a proper ship. Today I’m doing it myself!

I see this as a bit of a slowburn prompt, with eventual erotic stuff but generally more superhero narrative stuff, flirting, pining, angst, all that good stuff. Our characters have super-crushes on each other, but the burden of not wanting to ruin the friendship. How will they overcome this fear? That’s what I want to explore!

Kink wise, I’m thinking this might be a bit of a more grounded plot, although I am pretty kinky so if you have any kinks you want to include feel free to run em by me. I’m a switch, so whatever dynamic works.

On the other hand, My main limits are: beastiality, gore, shit, and illegal stuff. So none of that, please.

This prompt is open to women and femmes of many flavors. I am a lesbian, so keep that in mind. Trans women are obviously women, anyone who says otherwise is a goober.

But yeah, let me know if you’re interested, if so feel free to send your asl, kinks, limits, and a description of where you wanna see this go. Talk soon!!!

Hiii, really new here, but a woman I was chatting with said I’d fit in and meet smart people here. Am 24f, New to this whole idea tbh, but eager to learn! She says that I’m just as valuable as a real girl (trans girls) so that makes me happy, if anyone wants to help me learn tho I’d be grateful ❤️