Several weeks had passed since Lady Rose's very successful lingerie and sex toy party hosted in her Victorian mansion in Piper Point in which Penny had been the centre of sexual activities and focus of attention for some of her Sisters of the Ladies Network. Seven of the guests, including Emily, owner of the Zambesi Dress Boutique where Penny had bought her...
AUTHOR'S NOTE -- This piece is a complete work of FICTION! It is intended entirely for the purpose of erotic literary entertainment. While certain aspects and names are real, the story is completely fictional and intended for erotic fantasy. Thank you and please enjoy. ~~~ Claudia Ruiz felt like a child on Christmas morning as she ripped off the brightly...
I knew it was going to be bad. From the moment my alarm went off and my eyelids refused to open, I knew it was going to be bad. I'm not normally one to get premonitions. I can't tell when storms are brewing, or know what it means when one ear is ringing and not the other one. I'm not in tune with future wavelengths. Not usually. Part of it was the hangover....
I consider myself to be a cheerful and easy going person by nature, but my god some days just defy anyone's ability to stay jovial. My default setting is happy unless something happens to piss me off, and some days it all just seems to come at once! Sarah, now she's a different matter. Her default setting is slightly grumpy unless something happens to make...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: "Allison's Addiction" is a joint literary effort. I joined forces with an author named Anon140 in order to create this story. If you like this story, he should get part of the credit. As always, if you have any suggestions to improve the story, please click on my name, and e-mail me your suggestions. * * * * * My name is Allison, and I...
"Rise and shine sleepy-head!" Dawn McIntyre called out as she pulled open the small window drape and flooded the tiny cabin with early morning sunlight. "It's another beautiful day out in the middle of nowhere." "Screw you!" called out a female voice as an arm emerged from beneath the sheets just long enough to throw a pillow at Dawn. "Come on, Kari, you c...
Foreword Hello I'm here again, Heather Hunter reporting for duty, ready, willing and able. And please don't worry about me being long-winded this time around. I was extremely nervous when I first put my thoughts down in writing. Tentatively rereading my rashly written Loving Made Easy, it shows. Good grief; doesn't it just! This time that ain't gonna happ...
This is my entry into the Valentine's Day story contest. It is a tale that takes place in the high fashion industry, and how love sometimes finds people in places and ways they never expected. * Sally Hemmings sat looking at the Valentine card that had been left on her desk before she arrived at work that morning. It was very beautiful and ornate, and smel...
CHAPTER 11: "Baby wake up," Alexa whispers in Maggie's ear. "Noooo," says a very sleepy Maggie. "Wake up! It's your day!" Alexa rubs Maggie's back. Maggie turns to face her and pulls her in her arms. "What's more important than sleeping all day?" Maggie keeps eyes closed and takes Alexa in her arms. "Come on," Alexa nags. "You are right," Maggie sa...
© 2007 by Penelope Street Even looking back, I remember the exact moment I first laid eyes on Andrea Marshall. I'm certain my heart missed a beat. Or two. I guess I didn't know she was different at that moment, but I still felt it. "Mrs. Larson?" she queried, rising from behind her desk to reveal a form that, even in an A-line skirt and tweed jacket, was c...