Chapter 1 Starting out This is a sad, but true story. Let me begin by saying that my Father always told me as a kid, "Keith, any man that uses bad words in his language only shows himself to be a person who isn't intelligent enough to use the greater amount of words that he could have, to express himself politely and properly." Well, an awful lot of what h...
Chapter 1 "John," Gill started the conversation rolling. Everyone at the bank referred to John Jacob Nicholls as John. It was his given first name, although his family always called him by an abbreviation of his middle name, as both his father and grandfather had been Johns. His great grandfather had been a Jacob, so were a number of uncles and strangely...
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Copyright © 2019 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. Author's Note: There is no sex in this story, only adventure, suspense and romance. This is also the last in a series of related s...
This story and the characters are entirely fictitious, but gee, I wish it were true. It is to celebrate older and mature people having very enjoyable sex, and what they can accomplish by doing this. To have the very best of sensual moments, one needs, besides a good partner, three things: Desire /Reason, Experience, and Knowledge. These things are not real...
... continuing from the previous chapters ... Chapter 27 Road Trip - Idaho My Army buddy, Craig Olson, welcomed me to his home in Coeur d'Alene with a big hug and much backslapping. I had contacted him weeks earlier about visiting and emailed him with updates about my travel and arrival dates. I called ahead from Montana to let him know I'd be arriving ar...
Note from the author I hope you enjoy this piece but I don't much care if you like my grammar or my spelling. So don't bother sending me email about it please. If you want more of the same there is a free web site with nothing for sale, no adv, and no popups, just about two dozen novels and short stories galore. Email me for the address. If you hate it, le...
Hey everyone, Average Joe here. I'm back from the isolation that is the Christmas break. So let's start off the new year with one of my longer projects. This story is 56k words of fighting, fun and good old fashioned sex. If you'd like to see longer stories like this, leave a comment or flick me an email. If you like shorter chapters more regularly, I'd als...
1. "Your new book is selling pretty well," said Irina Slonimska, Roger's editor. "Plumbing for the Panic-Stricken fills a definite need. I don't mind telling you that it saved me several hundred dollars in New York City plumbers' bills when I was editing the manuscript." "Did it really?" asked Sharon Hillstein, eying her old college roommate across the t...
Author's Note: If you haven't read the first two installments of this story, you will be severely confused. I dislike when writers rehash old topics and I promised myself I would never do it. Thank you, Paul. Your editing help and insight worked well with my ignorance. Chapter 1 - Teegan "Stop calling me ma'am," I told Jason. His military bearing did lit...