This is Part Three of a three-part story. ***** He opened his front door, tossed his keys in the ceramic bowl that sat atop the console table and, laboring past it, collapsed on the couch. He was dog-tired, and his shoulder hurt. He'd just come from baseball. It was the first day of the spring season, and he'd thrown batting practice for over an hour....
This is my entry to the 2014 Literotica Halloween Story Contest. It's my first stab at Erotic Horror and (I think) it ended up more gothic horror than modern horror. It also turned out longer than I'd originally intended, so I appreciate the patience of anyone who sticks through to the end. Votes and comments are, of course, also greatly appreciated. * * *...
A Horse With No Name - Part 2 Chapter 12 - The House on Stone Street The houses on Stone Street were older homes, mostly built in the nineteen twenties and thirties and were all well kept. The house with the address from my HR file was a red brick two-story colonial. It was similar in age to the neighbor's, and like the others, the exterior of the house wa...
**The showdown looms, though it's over the horizon at this point. There is a feeling of it, though, and that manifests in this just the way that it does in humans faced with uncertainty. Still, I've added a bit more of the small ones in this, since they're such a joy to write. For someone so mercurial, Illa is such a saucy thing that she often brings a smile...
July, 2017—Republic, Missouri "Come on, baby. This is our shot! I got a job up here in the oil fields, and I'm makin' big money." "Billy, I have a job down here. I job I love teaching school. This year I got my request approved and I'm teaching 2nd grade. You know I've always wanted that." "But this time it's gonna be so good for us, baby! Do you know how...
Chapter 4 - Conclusion At the beginning, a break-up is almost like a relief. It feels good to be able to sever and excise those connections that have become diseased and gangrenous and have started choking you and kept you from breathing. A new honesty enters your dealings with your former lover, a new ease and openness, and there's almost a kind of deliriu...
Foreword: Welcome to Book 3 of Love And War. Jason and Delaara face a few more adventures in this one, and so do their squadron mates! Sex is a bit more prevalent in this story than in the previous books, but I don't think it detracts from the overall plot. I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. :) I.D. --------------------------...
It took me a while, but I finally finished this story. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. This is my entry for the Winter Holiday Contest. If you like it, please vote, and I always welcome your comments and feedback. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays. ~Mireille ***** Saturday, December 16 ***** "Yes, baby, yes! Oh, fuck, yes!" Blake...
A September Day at the Motel It was a warm day in early September. The air conditioner in the dodgy old motel was doing its groaning, rattling best, but the temperature in the room was still approaching eighty. Lynette was lying on her back, her legs spread as far as she could get them as her lover supported his upper body above her on his elbows and pound...
Vicki wasn't calming down, and people were backing up in line as they waited to say goodbye to Liv. "Let me talk to her," I said as I opened my arm to her. "Can you go with Uncle Leo?" Vicki nodded, and Liv set her down in my lap. I drove the scooter through the people milling around, all of whom were trying to politely ignore the meltdown that just happ...