She did not like the railway station and cringed her nostrils in disgust. The Nizamuddin railway station was packed with peddlers, beggars nomads and passengers translating the whole stage into pure pandemonium. 'What a madhouse,' she protested as usual. 'This is our country, there is a method in this madness,' her father defended the melee. The dust,...
Author's Note: This is Part One to a story that will be at least three parts, possibly up to six parts. This is my first time writing a serious piece, it's not a quick fix at all. This is a fantasy story, hugely based on the world and events, but having lesbian characters. There isn't sex in this part, but I'm developing the sparks, there will be in Part two...
Fanny regarded her teacher with fascination from where she sat at the back of the classroom. Qafira was so very thin. Were they all as thin as her where she came from? Almost all skin and bones. Hardly any fat on the woman at all. She knew that Qafira would get plenty of stick for her thinness. People would wonder whether she'd eaten well. Or whether she was...
PART 2 This is the second part of the story of Sam and her new life. This is one, continuous story, so this part will not make a great deal of sense unless you have read Part 1, which can be found here: http://www.literotica.com/s/a-new-adventure-every-day-pt-01 Thanks must go to Winterreisser for his editing and suggestions and for correcting my silly t...
I have this fantasy about this chic I met (I know, I know... just bear with me) but I really don't have it all worked out yet. I'll tell what I have so far. It's not all that sexual, but hopefully it will be... See, she's really attractive to me. She's about 5'6, dark brown skin, a beautiful smile, kinda thick and smart as hell. I am most attracted to her u...
This is the final part of Delicate Touches and I've struggled with this part more than any other part because I still feel I should have tacked this part onto Part Seven as it's just an epilogue and the part where I tie up loose ends. The eventual novel that comes out of this would be longer but this is just the first draft, more or less. Thank you to the pe...
Adventure Girl flew slowly down the corridors of the Liberty Squad's satellite headquarters. It wasn't that she couldn't maneuver at higher speeds, even in these narrow hallways; to be honest, Adventure Girl was still new enough to the team that she had to take her time and keep a careful eye on the signs to avoid taking a wrong turn. She still felt a littl...
You just never know, do you, when you're gonna run into your so-and-so - a bad date you'd rather forget, a one-night stand that had no follow-up, a crush that didn't take hold, a former co-worker you never got along with, whatever. San Francisco is simply too small of a city to avoid these inevitable - and for the most part, unwanted - path crossings, and it...
"First time flying?" I heard a soft voice speak to me. "Yes. Is it that obvious?" I asked. "Well, either that or that arm rest owes you money!" she said with a laugh. I glanced down at my arm rest and I did indeed have a death grip on it. My knuckles were white and the muscles in my forearms were tense, and we were still sitting on the ground for cryin...
When she came to my home and we began the dance of where this would take place..yes the bedroom ..and how it would take place...my ideas were welcome, but she was the "artist," ..as you read this, you will believe that all the signs were there ...but I cannot believe how naive I can be sometimes and there I was ...I had no earthly idea how this day in my lif...