This follows on from my first story when Ashley & Rachel first met and spend a day in the sun together in "Curves" Ch.1 – now read on... ============================== "Curves" idled into the cove I had been promised by the concierge. As we slowed down Rachel awoke from her orgasmic slumber. "Hi baby." "Oh Ash, what have u done to me"? as she put her ar...
(Written by a young lesbian, for lesbians). * Ms Scarlet glanced up from her papers, surveying the room of students over her reading glasses. It was Friday afternoon and the class of girls had started to buzz with restlessness. The teacher was in her 40's and stood 5"7 tall. She had worn her long hair out, shiny and carefully straightened; its dark tone be...
Authors Note: All characters presented in this story are over 18 years of age. ************* She got to me from the moment she walked into my class that day. As she walked past my desk, giggling with her girlfriends in that high-pitched girly voice of hers, something stirred deep inside me... The tiny, skin-tight skirt on that petite little body of hers,...
A couple notes from the author: Category choice was/is debatable. There are strong supernatural and horror elements and it skews plot and exposition vice sex, but it's erotica about lesbian desire at its core. None of the literary references or historical factoids that litter this story are necessary to the plot, like who Ayn Rand and Edmund Dantes are. If...
Note: This is an original work of fiction. All of the characters are purely figments of my own imagination and any resemblance or similarity to any other persons, real or fictional, is entirely coincidental. Note 2: This work contains graphic depictions of sexual acts between consenting women who, although entirely fictional, are over the age of 18. Note...
There were two constants in Mary's life: the three cars perpetually parked in line underneath her living room window, and the blank window into a blanker apartment across from her building. The cars had always been parked there and the apartment had always been uninhabited, ever since she moved in three years prior. Mary took some sort of comfort in the fact...
The crunching blast of the coffee grinder tore through the small studio apartment, instantly waking Lee from her slumber. It took her a few moments to recall where she was. The exposed brick walls seemed oddly familiar, the hand-crafted furniture beside her radiated functionality and form. And the sofa she was currently lying on was ancient, and very comfort...
There is no good time to find your way through the arrival hall of a busy international airport. There are quieter moments when the business of collecting one's baggage from the carousel before taking a chance with the green channel in customs is slightly more civilised and less stressful, but truth to tell this part of modern travel does not have much to re...
The last of the wine trickled into Judy's glass, the final drops spattering the coffee table as she passed the empty bottle to Christine, who placed it carefully on the floor. Judy leaned forward to rub the spatter with her finger, before sitting back on the sofa when she realized that the resulting smear looked even worse. "Oh dear!" Christine said facetio...
Dear Readers: It seems like I'm always apologizing for putting up a new chapter months after the next, but all I can say is: I'm not a professional! Maybe that can be one of my New Year's resolution. Thanks for the patience and even the impatience. Hope you enjoy the next chapter, and as always, comments/feedback/constructive criticism are always much apprec...