Swiss River Crossword Clue Stories

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Frozen Emotions Ch. 01

by steamoil on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

The fresh sea air and isolation of their holiday place, a converted farm barn, was balm to their souls. It was ideal relaxation in their busy lives. They got up late, he making tea for them to have in bed. After a lazy breakfast, he would drive to fetch the paper for her from the local town. They then sat outside in the glorious summer weather enjoying the...

Who the Fuck are You, Anyway? Ch. 1

by NoJo on Sep 12, 2017
Humor & Satire

Alice and Beth giggled as Alice dialed. They looked furtively across the office towards Tim, who sat behind his desk nibbling a tuna sandwich and doing a crossword. His bespectacled face was half obscured by a large computer monitor, on top of which perched a New York Yankees baseball cap. Tim had never been to New York -- in fact he'd never even ventured ou...

TGI Chronicles Pt. 1 Ch. 03

by GaryAPB on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

I must have fallen asleep for a while once my crying had subsided. I came to and the bedside clock said it was a quarter to one. I just kicked off my shoes and slid under the duvet. I woke up next at quarter past seven as a crumpled heap. I sat up in bed and found I had a pounding headache. I went down to the kitchen, purposely ignoring the love note and r...

Hers Ch. 01

by Scorpionic on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

He waited nervously, wondering; in the cool crisp air, sat on the park bench clutching a bag which contained the items she had instructed him to bring. A deep sense of anticipation, intrigue, puzzlement and fascination welled in him as he waited for her. Three days had passed and he had followed each of her instructions, precisely. Now he ached to see her; b...

Secondary Research

by Harlan009 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Normally, this was his favourite time of day. No one in the library but him. Just him and the books. Ahhh, the books, his books. Inhaling deeply, he could almost taste the knowledge contained within these tombs, some bound with loving care, others with a splash of glue and little thought. Many people sneezed when they entered the library, the tickle of motes...

Whilst The Cat's Away

by Adrian69702006 on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

Outside it was raining hard and the leaden skies looked forbidding through the gap in the lace curtains. It had been forecast to be cold, wet day and in some places snow was expected. Anne stretched and gave a yawn as she awoke. Glad of the warmth of her bed -- and of a centrally heated house -- she decided that today would not be a day for going far if at a...

More Than Just A Dream Pt. 01

by NotReallySoInnocent on Oct 6, 2020
Romance

It started out as just a dream, a dream that I was spooning with the sexiest guy I'd ever met. It was so realistic, I could actually feel his hardness pressing against my ass and my pussy. And I could feel my heart racing from nervousness and excitement. Of course, there was no one there when I woke up. I'd gone to sleep alone, like I'd done for the past ye...

Not So Trivial Pursuit

by virtualatheist on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

Cheryl sat back in her chair, brushed an errant strand of jet-black hair from her eyes and blew out heavily. She was musing to herself, "Bam! Thud! Spattered in runny clay." She twizzled her gold pen between forefinger and thumb whilst her other hand toyed with her French plaited hair and murmured once more, "Bam! Thud! Spattered in runny clay, 3, 4." In...

What My Flowers Said Ch. 04-06

by Voltemand on Jan 29, 2020
Novels and Novellas

Part 1 – Roses Are Red *Note – this is part of a longer erotic series with a slow build. The following two chapters do not contain explicit sex. 4 Once when I first got there. Three times when I pricked my finger. Another two at Marie. Silently, I summed my curses from the previous evening. Is that all? It was hard to remember. It was such a strange an...

Holiday Neighbours

by Whisky7up on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

What is it with this fellow upstairs? Five evenings now I have been sitting here, outside my holiday apartment sipping...no...guzzling my Sangria and savouring my Olives, head buried in a novel. Somewhere above (it's difficult to tell exactly where, the way the sound bounces off the walls) there seems to be a man holding conversations with himself. At least...