Author's Notes: This is an official entry in the 2008 Literotica Earth Day Contest. While this story is a sequel to my previous Earth Day story, "Steward of the Wood", this story can stand alone without reading the previous tale. I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this work wherever it appears. If this story appears anywhere except Literotic...
The next morning Isabelle was at the book store before it opened, waiting to accost Bernie before he could get wrapped up in anything and try to dodge her questions. "Isabelle," he greeted her warmly. "Did everything go well last night?" "Sort of." She stood up from the bench that was just outside the front door of the store. "I need to talk to you." He...
Hi everyone. First I am really sorry for the delay. My husband lost his job, and I got a little depressed when the chapters were accidentally deleted off the site. I had only meant to delete the previous series submission and the first very long chapter so I could redivide it into shorter ones. This is the end of this arc, excuse the typos it was all done o...
Thank you all for such great support on the story, I really love how you can are on this for the story and not for the corrections or mistakes. I like your votes but love your comments so please never stop sharing your thoughts. Enjoy J C. ***** Chapter 27 "Chances" *Meadow* I look at our entwined fingers and smile; then I look at him and he...
Tristan entered the library at just before one p.m. on Saturday, with Maggie in tow and balanced comfortably on one hip. Having arrived for the Books and Babies program, they approached the area where everyone sat. Congregated around a colorful circular rug, the attendees were a mixture of parents and their children, who ranged from newborn to toddler age....
We all lay there for a moment catching our breath. Val was the first to get up. "I need a shower," she mumbled as she put a hand between her legs to stop the flow of juices down her legs and left the room, avoiding my eyes. Davey got up next. "Claire, I think we should head out. C'mon, let's go find our clothes." "What if I'm not done yet? You two had an...
Author's note: So, I've pissed off quite a few of you with that last chapter, didn't I? TBH, while I knew writing an 'angry sex' scene was risky, I had hoped to do a better job making it clear it fell solidly within the 'jerk, but NOT a rapist' category. Reading some of your comments, it seems I didn't quite succeed. I hope this chapter helps put some...
Pamela stood huddled in the dark doorway, halfway down the back alley. It was cold and a light drizzle had settled in, the sheets of fine rain just discernible in the dull light of the single working lamp halfway down the alley. Pamela was in her mid forties and fighting a losing battle against the rising tide of age, her thighs and bottom were spreading, h...
It was one heck of a climb from the abandoned tungsten mine where they had parked: several thousand vertical feet, and several miles of rough-rock trails. Angela and Kirk had made most of the altitude the previous day, camped early, and arrived here at mid-morning. They surveyed the high-alpine scene that suddenly spread itself before them when the trail t...
I had been seeing Shannon for about 8 months. We met through work and I had been instantly enchanted with her. Five eight, with slender toned legs, a pert figure, shoulder length brunette hair, radiant smile and deep emerald blue eyes. A Goddess in every sense. It had taken at least 3-4 months before I built up the courage to ask her out. It seemed a natural...