I had no idea why, but I wanted to visit Billy—or Detective Andrews. I put on the most basic of white girl clothes: a flannel-patterned shirt over a white tank top, black leggings, and a pair on ankle-high boots. I quickly tied my hair into a messy bun and put on a thin layer of makeup before leaving my house around 10:30 in the morning. It was a chilly day,...
Hi all. Thank you for the feedback and I especially like to hear from those who like character development as my stories are not just about sex (there is no overt sex in this chapter so please be patient (or go somewhere else) if that is what you want. My apologies for the small chapters but I can't guarantee to have long writing sessions and so prefer to ge...
All characters are over 18 years of age. ***** Jenni's making yet another cup of tea with honey to restore her lost voice. Really, her quasi-muteness hasn't been a problem in the loft; her soul connection with Mark makes it seem like he has access to all her thoughts whether she speaks them or not. Mark stands in front of his latest canvas in progress a...
The computer beeped as the darkened figure worked at another console. The room was shrouded in darkness, with only three small candles and the flickering lights from the three computer screens providing any light. The room was fairly large, and the apple scented candles didn't waver in the stillness. The man known as Nightshade looked across at the lap top,...
April 12, 201X Dr. Megan Davis ran her fingers through her long red hair. Usually, it was kept in a tight bun at the back of head, but it was after midnight now as she poured over the latest reports coming out of Afghanistan. She adjusted her reading glasses on the end of her nose as exhaustion made it even more difficult to focus on the words. She realiz...
Kirsty Dickens threw her oversized purse on her bed. Little Miss curled about her leg begging and pleading for her attention, but that was the last thing she wanted after another ninety-minute work-out session at the local gym. She was too tired to deal with a needy pussy, even her own. The creature was a reminder of her destiny as that crazy cat woman in th...
I was writing this story and thinking about a title for it. The more I wrote, the more I thought of the song 'Puppy Love' sung by Paul Anka and others. There isn't a lot of sex in this story if that's what you are looking for. For all other readers, I hope you enjoy my Summer Love story. A special 'Thank You' to WanderingScot for his editing of this story....
"Damn. I hate this stupid thing..." "Nat, you have to give it a chance to catch up with you." Adam laughed. "How can you be so incredibly patient with your kids at work, but your computer makes you worse than a 2-year old?" Natalie drummed her fingers on the edge of the keyboard. She glanced over her shoulder at Adam and said, "Yeah, but my kids have prob...
Headhuntertales wrote a story called Law of the Heart. You can read it in Literotica. It was about a young lawyer woman who went to the ten year reunion of her law school, down in Florida. Her husband couldn't make it to go with her. Then his appointment fell through and he decided to surprise her. In "Loving Wives" such surprises hardly ever work out well....
Anyone engaged in sex is 18 or older. Earleen part three Waking the next morning I was pleased with myself, I had never slept overnight with anyone more than a few times, the first few nights with Rod and I in the same bed was an adjustment, though it was a king size bed I found myself gravitating to him more and more in the few nights we'd been together....