Adjusting To Normal - Chapter One Screams pierced the darkness. Crawling across the room, the woman loudly cried for help while silently praying for a miracle. But she knew there would be no angel, guardian or avenging, to rescue her tonight. She managed to reach the balcony doors before her assailant caught her. When he stepped into the moonlight, her eyes...
The party had a good turnout, and the drinks flowed freely -- usually, John would be having a good time. Unfortunately, he couldn't quite loosen up enough, couldn't get out of his head. Or, more accurately, he couldn't get her out of his head; Eliza, who hosted the party. Eliza was one of John's closes friends since they started together as freshman, and sh...
This is a LONG story. If you don't like long stories or stories driven by plot and characters rather than just sex, you might want to skip this one. -------- ---------------- Disclaimer: The following story is a work of (hopefully) erotic fiction. If you are offended by graphic descriptions of sexual activities, please stop reading now. Any resemblance bet...
I couldn't believe my eyes. There she was, after a whole decade apart. Had it really been that long since I've seen her? I can remember saying goodbye when she moved away. We were thirteen and sobbing uncontrollably as our parents pried us apart from our desperate embrace. Eliza and I were inseparable, or so we thought. Now standing no more than ten feet aw...
The girl had skipped through the door already topless and giggling before she pulled her tiny pair of shorts down to her ankles. "Why don't you come and fuck me, Daddy?" "I think that's just what I'll do baby." The man grabbed her by the waist and lifted her over his shoulder, pausing minutely to pull her shorts from her ankles. Now completely naked she...
She knew damn well what those noises were. Copyright @ calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2011 Saturday, December 26th, 1931 James Ewart's home El Segundo, California The pancake batter sat covered and waiting in the refrigerator. The canned blueberries had all sunk to the bottom of the bowl, nothing a spoon couldn't correct, easy enough. She kept wan...
Eliza hadn't seen Aidan in over a week. Between work, the children, and both ex's summer vacation swaps, their together time was too often rushed and limited. They had met in June and by August had only managed five or six sexy weekend romps and their weekly Wednesday dates. Getting to know him, pleasing him and being pleased by him made for the best summer...
I had gone nearly fourth months on assignment with only a week break. When I arrived back at my apartment, I was drained. My goal over the next week was to rest as much as possible. With the exception of getting food, I didn't leave my apartment. The Agency had given me three weeks off to recuperate, and I was planning on relaxing my way through the entire...
Eliza woke the next morning to the sound of her alarm ringing out. She turned her head and saw the blue LED display showing 10:00. Reaching across she found the cancellation button and clicked it off. The sheets clung to her body, as eager to hold on to her as any of her lovers. A quick look out the window showed that it was a lovely day. The rain had washed...
Lionel was awakened by a stream of sunlight falling across his face. He slowly rolled open his eyelids and stretched languidly. "Now this is the life," he thought, picking up his phone from the bedside cabinet and noting the time as 9 am. He had taken a break from work for a week to visit his brother in Akrham, New England, trekking up from New York by bus t...