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...
Ugh. Hot. I swear you could use the ground to grill burgers. I glare down at the asphalt, trying to match the ferocity of the sun. My body finally reaches its tolerance for the heat, forcing me to retreat back inside from the balcony. Which to be honest, isn't any better. Several of the apartments in this building has had their a/c conditioner go out. Includ...
On a weekday night, I find that I am off early from work and call to let you know. Meet me I request and tell you the name of a hotel near my work. I go to the hotel to wait for you with Champagne and strawberries. I know what can happen when senses are heightened and I cannot wait to see you in this spontaneous moment. A night away from everything and jus...
Feelings other than pleasure slowly return to Tasha's nerves and the sensation of the hot water falling on her skin combined with Karmen's tongue lazily teasing her sensitive pussy force a satisfied moan from her lips. Her eyes crack open and she looks down at her lover, taking in her flushed skin, her slowly undulating tail that rose above her back and the...
I finally got around to looking for a picture of Sandra Bullock. I thought I knew what she looked like but I was wrong. She's got more character in her face than I'd expected. Wow Cubao! Do you really look like that Chris? I have to see... I'll visit you in your secret place. I can do that because I'm a genie...Not like the big blue stupid one in Aladdin. I...
As I pull into the driveway, I feel the butterflies return to my stomach. We've hung out before, fooled around before, but every time I see her, I get butterflies. I sit in the truck for a minute, remembering the last time I saw her. I can feel myself getting wet as I remember how her hands felt on my breasts, her breath on my clit. I shake myself out of my...
Author's Note A huge thanks must be given to Meg. Without her infinite patience and tolerance this story would have been incomplete and unworthy of posting. * "Sarah, can I see you in my office please?" Angie called from her desk. Sarah was sat at her desk working away. Dressed in her usual work attire of tight, slightly faded blue jeans, today matched w...
They say dreams tell tale of subconscious desire. If that's true well then my subconscious is already getting way ahead of itself. Then again I'm not much into fate and destiny and suchlike so for all intents and purposes it was just a wet dream. But god damn what a dream, she's standing right in front of me like an apparition, my fear isn't in spite of her...
It had gotten hot in the evenings, now. Wind poured through the open windows and screen door, and all it served to do was rustle up the newspaper sitting on the kitchen table and spread a shock of heat through the room. There was no cool refreshing breeze to this summer wind. Half past seven o'clock, and the sun still hadn't relinquished its hold over the ea...
"I made you something," Hetty said, running her fingers over her hair nervously. Winna looked up from her book. "You did?" "Yeah. I mean, it's nothing big. Just a playlist. But I thought we might listen to it and then wherever we are, it'll be like we're together." Hetty dropped her hands into her lap. "I like that idea." Winna smiled. "I might be liste...