And with an elegant flurry of Marianne's sparring blade, Roselyne again finds herself disarmed, and tripped up, fallen on her rump on the plush mat beneath the pair. "Come now, Madam Auvrey, you make it seem as though you're losing on purpose." Marianne snickers, bringing the blunt edge of the blade down, the dulled tip resting over Roselyne's sternum. In r...
You are standing at the bar when a stranger comes and stands next to you. You are aware of their presence and you feel a warmth coming from there body as they stand in close proximity to you. Your senses become aware of the scent of leather and a pleasant smell of some exotic cologne. The stranger stands a little closer but not enough to invade your person...
I've sat on this for the longest time. I don't think I can do a better job. I now know how incredibly challenging it is to write a love scene! So much respect for all the incredible writers on Literotica. Thank you for your patience and encouragement. I really hope you enjoy this chapter. Please let me know what you think. All your comments and mails mean...
AWO15. – A new perspective Anne leaned back in her comfortable leather chair and yawned. She was tired. Very tired. There was a clear tendency she got too little sleep these days, and once again she reminded herself she should try to do something about it. This thing about beauty sleep, wasn't it? Only it wasn't that easy to get to sleep in the night with...
A second chapter that sets the scene and focuses more on promise than passion. Still I hope that it will be enjoyable, worth the wait, and that it won't take another four years to get Chapter III out. I hope not as I want to know how good it's going to get too!! * "Hey!" A soft, gentle murmur accompanied the soft, gentle shake of her hip. Andrea blearily o...
It had been the busiest, strangest, of days and despite dozing for ages at the side of the old quarry, we were both very quiet that evening, very much at peace with the world. Debbie cooked something which she gave a, to me unpronounceable, name – Vietnamese, she assured me – which tasted divine. Our vodka consumption was limited to a couple of small glasses...
The days were growing shorter and about a month had passed since Jane had been involved in what she preferred to call a sexual experiment with Jasmine. Oddly, they hadn't run into each other at the apartment building since and Jane had convinced herself that their lack of contact was a good thing. She had also convinced herself that she was more than mildly...
I could barely sit still - that steamy scene in the romance novel had me so excited that even the cushion under me seemed like an intimate caress. Lin and I had been doing sleepovers since before we had breasts. (She's reading over my shoulder and just said "I still don't," looking down her chest with a fake pout. Trust me, she does.) Last thing at night, o...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story has been submitted as part of the RAINY DAY STORY CHALLENGE set on the Author Hangout Discussion Forum. All criteria and build up can be viewed through this link: RAINY DAY STORY CHALLENGE THREAD. Enjoy! And get wet! * * * * * Liz pulled into the driveway, grateful to be home after a long day at the hospital. She took a moment t...
This one is a little different for me. I also apologize to any followers for taking so long to submit something new. Once again a huge thanks to the best editor ever, Eviant! * Ada heaved a huge sigh and tugged again at the bodice of her hideous, pink, fluffy bridesmaid's dress. The damn thing was so tight her generous C-cup tits were bulging out of the t...