This story has a strong panty sniffing fetish theme so if this is something you find unpleasant please rather read another story. I welcome feedback and comments, both good and bad. ***** Chapter 1 The following morning when Sara woke up, she could feel her pussy was very wet and was still tingling with arousal. She sat on the side of the bed and removed...
******************************************************* Author's Note: Many thanks to my fabulous editor Rip_isback, who pointed out that I hadn't settled on a first name for may main character, among many other boo boos and aw shits. Thanks a bunch, Rip! In terms of the story, it's mostly true until AFTER the strip club. Swear to God it is! *************...
Part one "The Dance" The flea market was filled with vendors that Saturday morning in March. Each one selling what they had in order to make a buck. I was here for another reason. I was on the hunt. I work as an investigator for the Attorney General's office via the local police department. My area of coverage includes this region. We were working on a tip...
— The Runners — Emi woke early, starving. Her robe was open and she was practically naked lying on her bed. One breast out and nothing covering her lower half. It was a good thing these rooms had locks. She had nothing to wear so she decided to bring her laundry to the scrub room. It felt awkward going commando out in public, wearing just her robe, so she...
"Head up, eyes straight!" commanded Hannah, looking regal, sitting up stiffly in the back of the rickshaw. She looked every bit the part of a half-naked queen, even her upturned breasts were jutting out in a decadent manner. There was classical music playing from a little box in the seat beside her. Emi recognized the jaunty piece, it fit perfectly with Becc...
THE NEXT MORNING Mike woke up to find the other side of the bed empty. He made his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth and then walked out into the suite to find Sarah. He saw Sarah was standing outside on the balcony in one of the hotel bath robes with the door open. Wearing only a pair of boxer briefs Mike walked out onto the balcony. Sarah seemed lost...
This is a work of fiction. All characters and incidents portrayed and names within are fictitious and any similarity to the name, character or history of any person is entirely coincidental. All places mentioned are only used to provide a framework, not to imply anything in this story actually occurred in those places. Although everyone is a fiction of our i...
She had known this was going to happen the whole time. But that didn't make it hurt any less. Bella chided herself as she checked her phone for what had to have been the 500th time in the last hour. He wasn't going to text her. Or call her. Or message her. Or whatever her. They never did. Marcus had seemed different at first! They had chatted on an...
Hi! Thank you for reading my story. A couple of points to know: I don't like writing wank porn. I want to write full-fleshed stories with plot, character, drama and tension. Events in this chapter pick up the morning after the events at the end of chapter 6. The comments that I've read on my stories have been really helpful. If you find that there's somet...
Kirsty stared out at the fjord. Its sheer beauty took her breath away. The water were relatively still this morning, not the choppy waves of the storms. But it was the way that the majestic peaks of rock rose almost straight out of the blue water and how green vegetation, mostly grasses and low shrubs, hung stubbornly to the sides of those rocks, except for...