(This story continues the adventures of Sally and her friends. It's the third in my "Days of The Week" series. They all stand pretty independent of each other, so its not a requirement you read the others. Obviously I wouldn't mind it though.) "Where the hell is that girl?" muttered MaryAnn to herself, her hands busy pulling the nylon stockings tight and kn...
Copyright 2007 Anna_Malia75. All of the sex depicted in this story is between people over the age of 18. Damn it to hell, it was Christmas Eve. I was curled up in my favorite chair listening to Bruce laugh his way through "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" while I sip my second glass of Shiraz – could it get any better than this? Of course it fucking could. Fo...
Reaching the end of her tether Rebecca hung up the telephone. She had now had more than enough of John's childish behaviour. If he wanted to spend time down the pub with his footballing mates then fine it's his funeral. They had argued as she accused him of devoting so little time to her, her fury then compounded as he failed to even react or try and counter...
This story started as a character study and developed, with the characters telling me who they are. This is adult material and no children below the age of 18 have permission to read it. * * * * * Chapter 1 "The course of true love never did run smooth." Act I, Scene 1, from A Midsummer's Night's Dream - William Shakespeare From her bedroom window Ann...
(Author's note: due to recent reader feedback, be aware that this is the second and final chapter in this story. Your reading enjoyment will be enhanced if you read Part One first.) * I just lay there looking up at my older cousin with Elli's sweet juice dripping from my chin. Elli reacted by trying to cover herself with her hands. She blushed bright pink....
The early morning light grows and my eyes twitch open unwillingly. In the glaze of the sun from the near window, I blink and start to turn my head. Stiff and painful, my neck objects to any sudden motion; forcing me to turn at a slow, measured pace. But this movement, any movement, is met with protests from other parts of my body as the rewards of last night...
All participants are over 18. This is the last installment under "Wylder Sisters". The next chapters will be "4-6 weeks". I hope you enjoy and as always I thank you for your comments. * The next day after Alannah and I made love was a Sunday. To my surprise I was woken up mid morning alone as I heard pounding on our door. I hurried out of bed slipping my...
Warning: This story contains sex and erotic moments, but by and large is not an erotic story. I chose to post it here because there aren't many avenues on which one can drive a car such as this: * A plate explodes against the wall a few inches away. Ceramic dust coughs out as it bursts. She's screaming again, mad about something I'm not sure what, and then...
Christie was on the 30-th floor of a modern high-rise office tower, only a floor below the plush and universally famous restaurant that the building was known for. Although she had never been there, The Mile High, with its pseudo aircraft type seating and servers dressing like airhostesses or stewards was the hottest restaurant in town. The Maitre D, it was...
Kind readers, unless you've read the story "Thursday Night Bad Movie Club", the following doodle won't make as much sense. ****** Miranda Kane looked like a bird but she moved like water. She was girl-tall at about six foot even, slender and slightly pale, with a long narrow face. The only things on her to break up the lean geometry were her small very r...