Holly Henry. Stories

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Unstuck

by humantouch on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Holly wiped the tears from her eyes as she cleaned up the mess her boyfriend had left all over the floor. It was their second fight in 2 days and before he stormed out he had thrown so much around, it looked like an earthquake had come through. In their small and shoddy apartment there was broken glass in the kitchen, and a pan full of noodles she had made f...

Marabogo: Cuckold Island Ch. 01

by eeric on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

Prologue The breeze that came in from the Atlantic ocean did not do much to quell the baking sun on the beach of Marabogo. The small island laid approximately one hundred miles of the coast of Namibia, Africa. John Morton and Henry Larsen sat on the beach in their sunbathing chairs looking at all the skimpily clad women and ripped black men. Both men were...

Seductive Housewife Ch. 03

by walterio on Sep 19, 2017
Novels and Novellas

WEDNESDAY AND A NEW THERAPIST Clara rolled over, looked at the clock and saw that it was nearly 10:00 AM. She stretched her lovely body in the bed and let out a deep sigh. Henry had already left for his meetings and she was in no hurry to get out of bed. She opted to call for room service and have brunch in her room. Clara took a quick shower and then donne...

It Is Always A Holiday In My Heart

by FredWeasleyLives1 on Feb 18, 2018
Fan Fiction

Hi, my name is Cynthia Towers. I have long blonde hair and green eyes. I have medium size breasts. I have been working at Piquant Press. Even though I have just gotten promoted to junior editor, sometimes I wonder if I really want to be working where I am. Sometimes I get homesick for the town of Winter Haven and the people in it. Spending the holiday season...

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I Hate Christmas

by SikFuk on Sep 19, 2017
Romance

(If this story ends up in the Romance category, it would be a guy's concept of romance, so ladies, just bare with me here - I'm doing the best I can.) * I hate Christmas. Is that so wrong? I hate the stupid music, and the greedy children, and the traffic jams that begin on Black Friday and extend through New Years. And Christmas trees? What is that all abo...

Trixie the Christmas Elf

by msterrilynn on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Standing just inside the entrance of Club M was trixie the Christmas elf. She was a vision of the holiday season from the holly green elf hat on her bright platinum curls to the matching green stilettos that had red satin bows with jingle bells at the heels. In between, she wore a green velvet collar with more golden jingle bells, a holly green corset trim...

Protected By Lentz Trucking

by gunhilltrain on Jun 9, 2020
BDSM

This is a sequel to Queen of Diamonds. While driving for an outfit in New York called Lioness Limousine, I had a customer who was both delightful and exasperating at the same time. Holly Sykes was a thirty-eight-year-old divorcée who started asking for my services every Sunday in the last spring of 1976. For the first two sessions she decided to mix kinky...

Christmas Presence

by mirandalynne on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

You've got to use your imagination to picture the full humiliation. It was Christmas Eve, and I'd let myself into Charlie's apartment. I knew his office Christmas party would go on a while, so I figured he'd be in more than a good mood by the time he made it home. I was bound (literally) and determined to extract a proposal out of him tonight. We'd been dat...

Country Store Ch. 19

by teachgirl1980 on Sep 19, 2017
Group Sex

(This is the conclusion to a long story. Thank you to all my fans for their patience. I hope you like it) * I crossed my legs again real slowly and I felt all the eyes in the room move. The power of that simple move still amazes me. Of course, the black stockings with the little glimpse of frilly lace didn't hurt either. Some people would say that wasn't...

Holly and Keith

by tnbnb on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

Holly - I first developed a crush on Keith Carter more than 15 years ago when I was seven years old. One day I was at the playground with my mother, Miss Carol and her twins, Brad and Tommy Jr. My parents were best friends with Miss Carol and her husband, Tommy Thomas Sr. I hated the twins. They were two years older than me and it was always two against one....