This work is copyrighted to the author (c) 2002. Please do not remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post "freely" to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. -= Thank you for your consideration =- * * * * * Chapter one. My experience of sex backfiring came from my time as a nurse in the p...
(Author's note. It's entirely up to you, but you will probably get more out of both if you read Shipwreck before this one. At the outset I should probably warn you that it's perhaps not for everyone. Whilst there certainly is sex, it's not exactly a sex story as such and I did not write it with Literotica in mind. However, as Shipwreck has turned out to be...
"Dammed its hot out here," she thought to herself as she stood on the porch of the small log cabin and looked up the valley toward the Old Baldy mountain. It wasn't uncommon to hit the low 90s, this time of year, even up here in the Willow Creek valley, but that didn't make it any more enjoyable. She could see the snow that hung on the tops of the high moun...
Madeline Wu waited patiently in the lobby of her office building. It was Friday night, and she was waiting for a pickup for some supposedly incredible plans. People from her office on the 12th floor were giving her greetings as they walked out, seeming as eager to commence their relaxation as much as her. Madeline worked as the receptionist for an insuranc...
Let me get you a bit back into the story if you haven't already read part one. My name is Anna, and currently I am in my second year of medical school, I have a twin sister Olivia which is in fourth year of vet school in Vienna. Our life – especially mine – stumbled when our mother died, we were 19 at the time, and I was at the time studying history. After m...
I sat cross legged on the floor in Jing's messy little bedroom. I looked into the mirror, trying to concentrate on getting my mascara right as Jing prattled on behind me. Her place was just on the outskirts of London, and I knew we needed to hurry to be on time. "And his jokes! He was always trying so hard, I felt like I was offending him every time I didn'...
Chapter 13: A Picture is Worth... ***** The morning air rippled, light and cool after the rain, through Grady's bedroom window. The sun was soft, pastel yellow, promising a gentler day after the chaotic electrical storm that had raged the previous night. Grady slept sprawled out on his stomach, blankets pulled up to ward off the chill. His black hair w...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a re-written version of the story originally published in 2017. This story takes place decades in the past. I leave it up to you, dear reader, to decide the year. The story has been fleshed out more, and includes several more pages of content. If you enjoy this story, please take a look at the other stories about Shari and Velma. As al...
Hey everyone! I just wanted to say thanks for the positive feedback from the first part of this story. If you haven't read the first part yet, please do. This story picks up where the first one left off. It took me awhile to decide how to write a second part with the same slow burn and sexual tension that I love about new relationships. I hope you guys like...
'Rachel, get in here, I don't give a shit about whatever excuse you're pinning on the traffic today!' Her face sunk when those words reached her ears from down the hall. Why is it always me? She clenched her eyes shut and sighed. So much for being able to sneak in undetected. But I was so quiet! Rachel had made sure no one had a decent view of the office b...