Introduction: If you haven't read Parts 1-4 of "The Converse Chronicles", then you'll probably be lost. There is a great deal of back story in the previous chapters, and the story here is a direct follow-on from a previous chapter. ***** New Characters: Carmen Flores - Cordelia's 40 year old mother. A bi-sexual, but predominantly lesbian woman and an ex-c...
Phoebe opened the library the following morning with a smile on her lips, which relaxed the muscles that held her lips so tight and thin. Small children, who didn’t know her, actually approached her with questions. Instead of receiving a tsk, their questions were answered. One small child, particularly cute, actually received a kiss on the forehead, before b...
FOREWORD Literotica.com issued a challenge to its volunteer writer's to create stories for as many categories as possible. The following chapter is part of a single, novel-length story relating a journey of awakenings, discovery and growth involving a small group of people. For your entertainment, and mine, I'll be submitting chapters into at least 17 diffe...
* * * WARNING * * * All the actors in this script are of legal age, but may portray maturing young adults. This is a work of adult fiction and contains descriptions of sexual acts between consenting adults. If you're under the age of consent where you reside, delete this file immediately. If it is illegal to obtain adult literature where you reside, delete...
Cliff was your typical dweeb in school. A lean, pale and awkward youth of eighteen, he was not making much headway with the ladies. Actually, he only really thought of females late at night when it was quiet and he could not sleep. During the day there was lots to keep his mind occupied and it was never too quiet. Living in such a musical world and having...
Please comment. I like comments, even constructive negative ones. ***** My name is Flower, actually Flower of peace. What can I say, Hippy parents. I went out with Judy, my 'friend with privileges'. We tried living together but it didn't work, but we're still very close friends. We met up with Tod, another of Judy's fuck buddies. He introduces the cute l...
“You want to become what?” This was my first reaction when my flatmate Cara told me of her latest idea. I was used to her endless searching for the ‘thing’ that would change her life for ever. It was safe to say that she was not happy with her lot and tried aimlessly to find something that would enable her to feel better about her self. “I want to become...
What had I done? That was the natural tenor of my thoughts on receiving the letter. After our adventures in the Crimea and Romania, Sarah and I had come back to England, refreshed and invigorated. It had been hard saying goodbye to the gorgeous Emm, but as she seemed ecstatic to be remaining with the Russian Oligarch, Ekaterina, and as we would be seeing her...
I had woken up languidly and in comfort. I was drowsy and comfortable. I stretched and reveled in the feel of the soft cotton sheets and sunlight against my naked body. And then I sat bolt-upright as I remembered where I was and what had happened. HOLY FUCK! I had to get out of here! Where were my clothes? Oh yeah, damn! I was sick on them. I looked a...
Sometimes when I’m writing, I try to write with purpose. I try to write a story with a compelling theme or message, with a well-thought-out and interesting plot that will stick with you and make you feel something that makes it transcend normal wank material to become something more. Other times, I hornily mash my keyboard for a few hours until I’ve got a b...