The following is a true story that happened to me during the summer of 1998. (And I am dead serious) I would like any and all feedback on this story after you read it. What parts did you like, what got you hot, even parts you hated. I also have many more stories like the one below and to get them all you have to do is ask. Enjoy ladies this one is for you an...
Author's note: Many thanks to Literotica's own LadyCibelle for her editing expertise in making my stories more readable. "Mr. Walker!" The voice of my English teacher caught me off guard. I was basically a shy guy, still not used to this high school stuff, and I tried to stay out of the limelight. Since my mom had moved into my grandparents' house followi...
My husband Matt and I have loved to camp since back when we met right after college. Not long after we got married, Matt inherited 40 acres of land on a tiny lake in rural Wisconsin. We've never built anything on the land but it has become our spot to go camping as often as we can get away during the summer. After a long cold winter, Memorial Day weekend was...
'Excuse me, this will sound like I'm chatting you up, but I promise you I'm not. I'm a professional photographer, and I thought you'd make a good model.' Marly put her wine down and her face frosted over with suspicion. The man was in his late forties or well-preserved fifties, wearing a buff silk scarf that made him look a little artistic without being fla...
AUTHOR'S NOTE ::: This is the love story of Marty and Todd. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex...
Solara's Story Note: (All information is translated to English and to Earth standards.) Chapter 1: "No, Father, I will not stay here and marry Morni; he is not loved by me and does not love me. He is only after the status of being married to an assembly leader and cares nothing for my wellbeing. I am going on the ship with my brother Torkut and when I re...
Hello, and welcome to the fourteenth issue of Tales from Snippettsville, Short Stories From A Small Town. If you want to know what it's all about, go to Snippettsville Group If you have any feedback, and let's face it, as writers we all love feedback, just click on the author's name, in blue at the head of their piece. If you want to make a general comme...
Music lesson 1 Let me tell you about a marvellous but unusual experience I have had over the past month. At the grand old age of 38, I am learning to play the clarinet and having regular lessons. I am a simple soul with little life experience, having married my childhood sweetheart at the age of 19. I must have been terribly naive over the years and not no...
It was quiet time at the hospice. The old man was sitting all by himself, wondering if he would still be alive tomorrow. He wasn't worried, just wondering. He presumed he was alone because he couldn't see. His eyesight had completely given out a couple days earlier. Only one ear still worked. He might have been able to walk, but he couldn't see where he was...
While I was on an overseas assignment, work brought me back to California every few months. I used these opportunities to catch up with old friends. Patrick and Shana were close friends who I made sure to see during each trip. We had spent a lot of good time together – camping trips, evenings out, movies ... I had always been very attracted to Shana, but she...