Chapter Five - Edinburgh 21 September 1987 Petra met William at the door to her flat dressed in a black see-through negligee, red satin suspender belt and matching panty and bra set, fully-fashioned black stockings and red high heels. Her makeup was heavy but perfect and she had accessorised with silver costume jewellery and she reeked of Poison, their fa...
Authors Note: This is part 2 of My Girlfriend's Best Friend Sabrina and focuses on the character of Tiff. Thanks for all the support, part 3 is coming soon with more on Sabrina! * My cock was still rock hard, but the sound of the knocking stirred me. I stood, feet planted firmly on the ground while my body grew stiff and cold. A heavy weight formed in the...
This is a Halloween contest story. Too many readers don't vote. Please vote. I need the support of your vote. Witches love full moons, especially during Halloween, when a wicked witch has her wicked way with a 40-year-old virgin. * Johnny sat at a bar minding his own business with his only friend, a cold beer, keeping him company. A regular, he came to A...
Author's note: As always, thanks for sharing your time with me; I'm so thankful for those of you who take the time to read my stories. Feel free to make comments about the story arc, suggestions, requests, or whatever... while I have the ending prepared, I do occasionally add things based upon the comments of my readers. (Fleshing out characters or tying up...
The first of several requests I have been working on. If anyone wants to volunteer to take a crack at editing to the next level, let me know... *** "Nervous?" he asked her as they sat at the light. "We don't have to go through with it. We can just turn around and go home. We can get stoned, go to bed..." They had talked about it for years. For months they...
I remember three key details from when I first saw her: her hair; what she wore; and an overwhelming feeling that I would get to know her. I had no idea who she was, and though I could tell she was attractive, right then and there I didn't feel an overwhelming physical attraction to her looks. What I did feel, however, was an attraction to her in a manner be...
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money. Dough, cash, bucks, scratch, dollars, pesos, script, moolah, marigolds, macaroni, bacon, bread, greenbacks, coin, smackers, C-notes, yards, Benjamins, sawbuck, double sawbuck, fin, cabbage, clams, bills, and wad, whatever you call it and by now you know it, I'm writing about money. We all want it but so few o...
Author's Notes: Part 1 lays the ground work for the rest of the story. Hopefully you will find it entertaining enough to capture your interest and desire to read the remaining parts. Currently there are 4 more with additional chapters planned. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** Chapter 1 Be...
Painting Trees, Painting Flowers, Painting Sarah Sarah finally celebrates what she paints by instilling how she feels. Sarah Simoni-Laughton's favorite holidays were obscure ones compared to those who loved the bright, colorful lights of Christmas or the explosive fireworks of the Fourth of July. The theme of her art befitting her favorite season, both of...
The 'A Song from My Story, a Story for My Song' event is a challenge for authors to write a story inspired by a piece of music or song, where the brief is broad and the point is to use music 'to create something new and unique.' On this note, I'd like to thank Literotica author carrteun for organising this challenge. And Laurel, who runs Literotica, let's no...