Penny drove back home as dawn was beginning to break. Traffic was very light, barely a few trucks on the road making early-morning deliveries. Windows rolled down she let what was left of the crisp night air fill the car, reinvigorating her lungs. She felt a strong sense of self-confidence, of accomplishment. It was the first time in her six years of marriag...
This story picks up about a year after the last chapter, and continues with one of my favorite characters, Amberle. This installment is told entirely from her perspective. It features several characters from some of my other work, and I'll leave it to you to find them. Please send me any comments or feedback you have, and I will try not to be so long in be...
Authors note: I am dislexic and have no proof reader. I make periodic passes to catch what I miss Wich is why there's not that much written yet. I am trying my best. Also I refuse to write out numbers. It's a thing with me. Why write "twentyfive" when u can just write "25". It's was the start of spring brake when 5 friends desired to have...
This is a continuation of Ella's story. She is a real person (as is Gabrialla) and chapter 2 moves from fact to her fantasies. The story focuses on a dominant interracial lesbian theme. If this is not to your taste, thank you for stopping by but please pass on this and move onto a different story. ELLA Ella stood in front of her bedroom mirror. She twiste...
Author's Notes: I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this work, wherever it is posted. If found posted anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. If you're looking for a lot of sex this story isn't for you, if you want quick sex ths story isn't for you. * It was my daughter's best frie...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers "No! That sounds like a terrible idea!" Amanda Blake could not believe her ears. If only she had the inner strength to really challenge her husband. "It's not such a bad idea, dear," her husband, Matt smoothly replied. "It will make our marriage stronger." Amanda was afraid to even give him the concession of looking at h...
Chapter Five: I Hear The Roar Of The Smoke Machine Warmth. Sleepy half-conscious warmth, that all-suffusing glow that seeps through the body and looses every knotted muscle. Sometimes it comes from a hot bath or an electric blanket. And sometimes it comes from sleeping in somebody's arms, skin against skin, when the bodies fit together just right. Half-asl...
I couldn't remember a time when I was more angry and I'm sure that if it could top this shit then I didn't want to remember it. It was the third time this mutha fucka had been late and everybody knows it's three strikes before you're out. This time he said he was already there waiting for me and yet we'd been standing on the dock for almost twenty minutes. H...
Note: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance of any characters to any persons, real or fictitious, is purely coincidental and unintentional. Note 2: This work includes themes of a graphic sexual nature and involves person who, although entirely fictional, are all above the legal age of consent. This story is set in the slightly historical, but prima...
After such a special and mesmerizing weekend, Jane and the other women had to return to work. It was Monday morning and the intern was back at the office. Veronica and Jane had a hard time not smiling and blushing at each other. Monica and Ashley were having trouble staying focused at work as well. Nobody noticed but they were constantly biting their lips t...