Hannah Witton Stories

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Helper Hannah

by bnaylor987 on May 7, 2019
Mature

When Jeannette Miller got the diagnosis, she knew two things. One, she needed a nanny for their young son, because, Two, the diagnosis was terminal. Also, she feared, time was short. Her husband James was several years older and successful, which allowed her plenty of time to play golf and tennis at their local country club. But she spent most of her time t...

Something about Elle Ch. 04

by EgmontOriginals on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Hannah's wait for Elle to arrive home ended with a sigh, easing great state of excitement that threatened to boil over. "Your mail," Hannah said, hands shaking. Looking down at the envelop she'd torn open without paying much attention, Elle found she was holding her 'Green Card' -- only it wasn't green. The document confirmed she was entitled to live and w...

Love's Wicked Craft Ch. 01

by Abraxis on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

"For sin will have no dominion over you, since you are not under law but under grace." - Romans 6:14 "A good act does not wash out the bad, nor a bad act the good. Each should have its own reward." - George R.R. Martin * "I wish to offer myself up to you, to reconcile our past, to atone for what I'd done; to you." Hannah Ansley was stunned still the i...

The Education of Hannah

by TyThatBinds on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Hannah stood still in the middle of the dimly lit room, her dyed pink hair pulled into pigtails, her bright, curious blue eyes slowly taking in her surroundings. Her top was simple, a powder blue tee with cap sleeves, that hung slightly from her small breasts, barely a handful. She wore a pair of dark wash boot-cut jeans that hugged her button ass nicely, th...

Jake and Hannah

by Mike2012 on Sep 18, 2017
Loving Wives

Jake was waiting for his wife, Hannah, to get ready. She was primping up since they were going out for dinner to celebrate their tenth wedding anniversary. He is thirty five years old and she is thirty two. They were staying the night at a nice hotel in downtown and had checked in late afternoon. Tonight their two young children are staying with Hannah's par...

Loving Hannah

by oggbashan on Sep 15, 2017
Erotic Horror

Copyright Oggbashan April 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *************** When Hannah was alive she was a real danger to my...

Small Town Whore

by LitRiter on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Judy Henderson was flipping through one of the large stationery sample books, unable to make up her mind between the heavy robin's egg blue stock with gold embossing or the sunset pink twenty pound stock with ocher embossing. She needed someone else's opinion, and she looked up to see if anyone was available. She saw that the only other person in the store...

Love's Wicked Craft Ch. 04

by Abraxis on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Rules for the Breaking "The problem with temptation is that you may not get another chance." ― -Laurence J. Peter 1 Dazed from the spell of introspection, Chase dawdled her fingers to the next page of her journal. She sat alone in her bed, staring soberly at the pre-dawn gloom beyond the room's east window. Thoughts merged like colliding storm clouds. T...

Steampunk Harlots Ch. 06

by RedFireBrand on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Emma stood with Mari looking at Liddy, wondering if she was in any trouble after explaining what happened at the jail. "At least you waited until after the client was serviced before doing your own thing." Liddy fired a quick glance at Hannah. "Also, my compliments on your manipulative skills." "Thanks. I just figured since she got busted for doing our job...

Hannah Ch. 1

by 80niner on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Hannah Pennee leaned back, thin legs crossed in her extended, plush upholstered recliner. Holding a half filled wine glass, she breathed, shallowly into the phone. She rubbed her bare thighs together and enjoyed the warm, pressure-created moisture where they joined. "We called those little-boy-thangs dangling 'tween their legs, birds. That's what we called t...