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...
THE TALES OF PRIYA, a lesbian paranormal fantasy. Part 2: Fuck, Fuck, Fuck and a FutaWitch This is a story of an 18-year-old half-Warshari, half-Witch, who starts waking up to her life. Her name is Priya. She is 5'7" 135 pounds, 34C-28-34. She is fit and works out every day. Her urges have always been towards girls even though she tried dating a guy, but s...
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...
As the train rolled through the countryside, Jen realised that one of the advantages of being unemployed was that you didn't have to travel at the same time as everyone else. Sure, there were all the drawbacks - her rapidly expanding overdraft being the most prominent of those - but for now she could enjoy the fact that the train was almost empty, feeling li...
All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age. Amy stood on the platform watching the train come in and sighed. Carriage after carriage swept past already rammed. Traveling with Southern was always like this these days since they reduced the timetable. As the train drew to a halt she picked up her bag and headed towards a carriage that looked a...
This story deals with themes of reluctance and coercion in a lesbian setting. If you think that such material might be offensive to you please look for another story. ***** Chapter One The later than normal train had the benefit of some spare seats and I was glad of the opportunity to stare vacantly out of the window. My visit to the doctor that morning h...
The car sped through the quiet country roads. It was a black Audi, still shiningly new but the woman drove it as though she'd been part of it for her whole life, effortlessly taking it at speed through the twisty corners, gripping the corners like a professional racing driver. They'd driven like this ever since they'd left the railway station, the woman's ca...
To my readers, please feel free to leave feedback for me so that I know that you liked my stories, what you would like to see, and perhaps maybe suggest one. If you'd like to read it over and over again, favorite it and come back to enjoy it like an old friend. I look forward to hearing from you...K'Anne * I had just come in from a hard ride on my favorite...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Weird Harold indirectly challenged us in the Authors' Forum to write an erotic story in under 100 words. Here's my attempt to write a short lesbian encounter. *** I woke spread-eagled and tensed, 3 limbs secured to the bed-posts by silk scarves. My flatmate Clara was pressed naked and sweating against me, small breasts squashed against my do...
"Hello? Miss? Anyone in there?" "Huh?" She was back in the grocery store, staring down at the faded black of the conveyor belt. In front of her was a large, irate customer. She looked down to find the belt overloaded with cans. The customer was tapping his foot and pointedly staring at his watch. "Sorry, sir," Cassie said, as she began to swipe the cans a...