This is the continuation of Droplet; you'll get to find out where the story's name came from. It's considerably steamier than the first. DISCLAIMER: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. ***** What the hell? Amber, still half asleep, looked sideways at her alarm...
Mark and Amber had been roommates for five years. They had originally met when both were working together in a coffee shop. With little money and bills mounting they had decided to move in together to cut down on cost. Over the years they had both moved on to better jobs but continued to live together even though they could afford to live alone. They had bec...
Recently having entered college, Amber was ready to get into a sorority. She really wanted to start her social life strong at college. Amber did her research on one in particular. It sounded like a fun group to be in, it was pretty well known. Yet she also found another reason why so many people have heard of them. Apparently for people looking to join, th...
The first time I laid eyes on Amber Tate, I knew I wanted her. The short-haired, curvy, somewhat masculine white chick with the short dark hair, large breasts, wide hips and big round butt simply took my breath away. Clad in a short-sleeved white T-shirt, blue jeans and a baseball cap, the twenty-something tomboy looked hotter than most of the women I'd seen...
the follow is an actual IM conversation I had recently, she was at work and I was at home. The name of the girl has been changed to protect the innocent...ENJOY * adamcraves: went to lunch adamcraves: what are you doing? amber: well, i just happened to be bored and alone... adamcraves: ah I see ;) amber: so I listened to my favorite voice on literotica...
"Honey. Have you seen the remote?" Amber asked. "I can't find it." "The remote is in dock two." Honey, the house's artificial intelligence responded. "Domestic Unit Number One malfunctioned again I regret to say. I have ordered a maintenance review for today." Amber looked as the dock for her ipod communicator. Sure enough there was the remote. "Honey. Tel...
Chapter 15 - Amber's Trip, Paris, and Back Home Mike's phone buzzed as he sat at his desk. It had a simple text message, "Download file from ur cloud mailbox. XOXOX Amber". He figured out that it must be around four in the morning where Amber was. She was up late to be sending him something; he reminded himself of the eleven or twelve hour time difference...
Forget-me-nots and second thoughts live in isolationHeads or tails and fairytales in my mind -- Green Day, Are We The Waiting October 21, 2001 Sexual success is an addiction. I had slept with a dozen women in my life and could relive each first encounter with near-perfect recall. I remembered wiping away the tears in Heather's eyes while we claimed each...
Authors Note: Big, BIG thanks to my story editor oldnakeddad. The whole piece is so much more fluid, finally coming across the way I intended. I apologize about all the mistakes in the first three parts, I was just so excited to get this story out, I was rushing through it! I have many, many more chapters in mind...things are finally start to get heated up!...
Amber found herself again nude, she was locked into a set of stocks in what seemed like a typical dungeon, she was locked into a bending position, around her ankles were cuffs that were secured to D-Rings on the floor keeping her legs spread. She was gagged again, though this time it was a large ball gag that had straps that went up her face, and an addition...