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 * * * * * Heather walked slowly but determinedly towards the entrance to the site. Heart thumping, stomach churning, she had no idea w...
(Those readers who have read Lady Belinda will know how she lost her virginity in a rape whilst at college by Oxford undergraduates and how her interest in sex was rekindled by Johnnie, a theatre director, in the back of her Merc. Her friend Lois had confessed her interest in the guy and Bel decided to do her a favour.) Belinda couldn't remember when she fi...
The next day she was up late, but ultimately by late afternoon she was once again in her office, still refusing to accept that she was no longer needed in the shop, at least not on a daily basis. It would ultimately be two days before Fatima would call her. As soon as she saw that it was Fatima, Audrey picked up immediately. "I'm so glad you called. I was a...
I had been in love with her since the day I met her, in my beginning acting class. It was my freshman year of college, and everything was new and exciting, and a little scary. She was a sophomore and exuded confidence; tall and athletic, wearing a short skirt and tank top, she breezed into the room, head held high. I was slouched in one corner of the basemen...
This is part 5 of my "Pet" series. I should have named the chapters better but got carried away. Part 1 is "Pet Needs Good Home." Part 2 is "Pet Has Good Home." Part 3 is "Pet and Friend at Home." Part 4 is "Pet and Mistress Sunday Morning." * This is only 15 minutes after Part 4, about 10:00am Feeling sexy, I saunter out of my bedroom with a sensuous...
Michelle's clit felt so swollen and sensitive between her fingers. Her eyes were closed, and her left hand rested against the soft stone tiles of the walk-in shower as the elegant rainstorm head enveloped her in cool water. Her mind raced with images of friends new and old but kept returning to the mysterious Dutch woman from the lobby. She threw her head...
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The following story involves graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. If such things offend you, please read no further. And if you are offended you might want to wonder why you are looking at this site in the fi...
I sit on the bench outside the library for a chance glimpse. She always walks by about this time. She would then sit down and draw. I always wondered about what she drew. I watch The pale full moon as I wait. I smile as I see her walk by and sit on the grass. I pretend to read a book as i watch her. Her raven hair covers her eyes and inches towards her paper...
The branches taping on my window keep me up tonight. I wonder how long I can take this. I'm in love with a girl and she has no ideal. I think that she doesn't want to know but still has a good ideal. I see her in the hallways at my school and it's painful. The smile, the look, those eyes. It's so hard to take that I just can't sleep. I take my thoughts to t...
"Mmm" Claudia grunted. Her mouth was taped and there was a bag over her head. She was being taken to the local Mafia's hideout after she messed up one of their deals. "Quiet!" A girl said. "I dont want you making anymore noises!" Claudia could hear the sound of something hitting the ground, maybe a metal bat? "No, Nadia no...